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As quiet
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how often did I wish the world
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was as quiet as this song
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how often did I wish that no one else
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would try to strum along
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but the more I see you people the more I understand
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that everything thatīs said and done
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affects the things weīve planned
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might improve or destroy the things weīve planned
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how often did I wish that life was as simple as this tune
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how often did I wish love and contentment would come soon
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it took a while but after all I start to feel
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that everything Iīve neatly planned takes more time to make it real
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and itīs time , itīs time that we canīt steal
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As quiet
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| Fury in the Slaughterhouse |
