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believe you hear
Don’t what you see
If you close your eyes you can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl, you had fire in your soul
happened face of snow
Now it looks like this!
And you can swallow or you can spit
You can it up, or on it
And you can dream, so dream out loud
You that your time is coming round
So don’t let the bastards grind you down
No, nothing makes sense, seems to fit
I you’d hit out if you only knew who to hit
And join the movement
If there was one I could in
Yeah, I’d bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cause I need it now
To take the cup
To fill it up, to it slow
I let you go
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act that
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And let the grind you down
What are we going to do now it’s all said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book’s read
And I must be an acrobat
To talk and act like that
And you can dream, so out loud
And you can find your own way out
And you can build, and I can will
And you can call, I wait until
You can stash and you can seize
In dreams responsibilities
And I can love, and I can love
And I the tide is turning ’round
So let the bastards grind you down
Don’t what you see
If you close your eyes you can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl, you had fire in your soul
happened face of snow
Now it looks like this!
And you can swallow or you can spit
You can it up, or on it
And you can dream, so dream out loud
You that your time is coming round
So don’t let the bastards grind you down
No, nothing makes sense, seems to fit
I you’d hit out if you only knew who to hit
And join the movement
If there was one I could in
Yeah, I’d bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cause I need it now
To take the cup
To fill it up, to it slow
I let you go
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act that
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And let the grind you down
What are we going to do now it’s all said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book’s read
And I must be an acrobat
To talk and act like that
And you can dream, so out loud
And you can find your own way out
And you can build, and I can will
And you can call, I wait until
You can stash and you can seize
In dreams responsibilities
And I can love, and I can love
And I the tide is turning ’round
So let the bastards grind you down
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