| Grab yourself a pen and paper
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| Write your name and number down
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| So when they try and take your memories
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| You can join the lost and found
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| I don’t wanna dig your diamonds
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| I don’t wanna string your pearls
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| I bet you ain’t down for dyin'
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| Just to find your place in the world
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| Beside me
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| My shadow grows
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| Beside me
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| So, build a bridge, build a wall
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| Build 'em big, build 'em small
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| It’s everyone and no one at all
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| Out of sight, out of mind
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| Playin' God all the time
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| Buried in the weight of it all
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| Bruises on a generation
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| Bandages to hide the truth
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| Swimming through a drunken history
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| Drowning out the wasted youth
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| Borderline psychotherapy
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| Underline your symptoms for me
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| I don’t know where you’re coming from
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| And I don’t know where you’re gonna sleep
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| Beside me
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| My shadow grows
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| Beside me
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| So, build a bridge, build a wall
|
| Build 'em big, build 'em small
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| It’s everyone and no one at all
|
| Out of sight, out of mind
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| Playin' God all the time
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| Buried in the weight of it all
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| Am I coming home?
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| Am I coming home?
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| Or am I alone?
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| Beside me
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| My shadow grows
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| Beside me
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| So, build a bridge, build a wall
|
| Build 'em big, build 'em small
|
| It’s everyone and no one at all
|
| Out of sight, out of mind
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| Playin' God all the time
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| Buried in the weight of it all
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| In the weight of it all
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| In the weight of it all |