While you were stealing from your office job
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The bomb went off and you could not stop it
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We fight for land and not for peace, to give away, and not for profit
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Is this a way of life or not?
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Either way, it’s all that we’ve got
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My eyes stole my innocence and now I don’t know why
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I still want more of the same, mone of the hurt and more of the pain
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Is this what drives me to pursue, the seconds of joy that stick like glue
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To the strings that I strum for you
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To get away or to return
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To the only place I’ve ever come from
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To the left, to the right
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No longer knowing what the difference was
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To the East, to the West
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Between the good things that we’ve got
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And the failure to recognise what we’ve lost
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It’s Armageddon in the morning
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When you were picking up the playing cards, what were you doing it for?
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A crisis came, went and came again, a virus in the congregation
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Have you ever stood up to be counted on?
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Or is it the others you depend upon?
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To the right, to the right
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If you can’t see me, I can’t see you
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To the West, to the East
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If that’s what you think, you don’t know me
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You don’t know me at all
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It’s Armageddon in the morning
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Armageddon in the morning
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Killers and poets write their names in the press
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That feed off the crumbs of society’s dregs
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We all go down with the ship, we all get burned in the same fire
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To the left, to the right
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At 23, I was clinging on
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To the East, to the West
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At 58 and I still want more
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Yes, I still want more
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It’s Armageddon in the morning
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I saw a plane falling through the sky, a tailpiece down on the ground
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Kids staring from a school bus window, wondering what’s going down
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I’m just a passenger up in the sky
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The last I heard the seat belt sign was turned on, it said
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To the left, to the right
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Anyway, anyhow
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To the East, to the West
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Any day, any time
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We’re all going to die
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It’s Armageddon in the morning
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I was looking from the mountainside, I could see the horizon burning
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I was looking right into your eyes, and I knew the tables were turning
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Some people want to live in this world
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Some people want to die in the next
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To the left, to the right
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There’s got to be a reason
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To the East, to the West
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There’s got to be an answer
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It can’t all have just been for nothing
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It’s Armageddon in the morning
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Armageddon in the morning
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Through the battle, I will carry you
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Through the battle, I will carry you
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Through the battle, I will carry you
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Through the battle, I will carry you |