No one beyond the capital
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They heard them into trucks like animals
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With no food for a hundred miles or more
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So take them back to familiar shores
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There's no shame in wanting what others call a home
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And one day you will wake up and know you're not alone
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And know you're not alone
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Oh poor the shadow I feed
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(Without adventure nothing gained)
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It rings out throw the camps like a protest song
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(Will I ever see you again)
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Walking under the dark red sky
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(Without adventure nothing gained)
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Wash away the last of the light
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(I'll never see you again)
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There's no shame in wanting what others call a home
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And one day you will wake up and know you're not alone
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And know you're not alone
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Not alone
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And don't start to run
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They're not afraid to put you down
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So don't run
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So don't run
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'cause they're not afraid
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Not afraid to put you down
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So don't run
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They're not afraid
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To put you down
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They're not afraid
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To put you down
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They're not afraid
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To put you down
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They're not afraid
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To put you down
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Africa (Home Demo)
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| Funeral For A Friend |
