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Intro 1
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Do you
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cross your heart when you hope to die?
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Are you sleeping deep
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in the hurricane?
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IVs in the arm, forgetting to feel
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We're crawling on all fours
Will you fall on that sword at
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the second coming?
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You're gonna taste the ash and dust
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'Cause this world is dying
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in our arms
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Now the wheels are turning
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What would you do to stay alive
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if the planet was burning?
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You wanna make your hell a reality?
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if they dare to breathe
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(If they dare to breathe, woah)
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Sure sounds like heaven to me
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You've gotta cut the roots
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to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
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(If we don't believe, woah)
Good Lord, it's enough to plague
a saint
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Give us a Judas steer we can deify
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Yeah, we all pretend
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we're the renegades
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So wash us away, garroted by a halo
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Take a bow,
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'cause time's running out
There's no doubt that the
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end is coming
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You're gonna taste the ash, you're
gonna taste the dust
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'Cause this world is dying in our arms
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Now the wheels are turning
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What would you do to stay alive
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if the planet was burning?
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You wanna make your hell a reality?
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if they dare to breathe
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(If they dare to breathe, woah)
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Sure sounds like heaven to me
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You've gotta cut the roots
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to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
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(If we don't believe, woah)
Good Lord,
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it's enough to plague a saint
Good Lord, it's enough to
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plague a saint
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Post-love, post-truth,
justice justice justice lays bound
And black bagged ready
for the guillotine
We can all plead guilty when they ask
"Where were you when the Gods
clipped the wings of the Phoenix?"
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They cut the wings off the Phoenix,
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ah
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When will we wrestle the world from the fools and their
gold and their fucking covenant?
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(We'll be waiting)
Will enough be enough when we're hold
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ing on for dear life
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You wanna make your hell a reality?
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they dare to breathe
(If they dare to breathe, woah)
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Sure sounds like heaven to me
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You've gotta cut the roots
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to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
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(If we don't believe, woah)
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Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint
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It's enough to plague a saint
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It's enough to plague a saint
It's enough to plague a saint
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Ah, we can all plead guilty
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when they ask
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"Where were you when the Gods
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clipped the wings of the Phoenix?"

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