with every context of crisis that you bend - with every arsenal and all the weaponry you invent
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with every poverty-line, that you assign - you shape the frontline - you bury landmines
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the frontline - the frontline
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the frontline - the frontline
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silent, hidden armies, handling our disappeared - the narco-cide and the gods that guide it
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they're always oh so fucking clear - cryptomnesia lashes out as the cover falls behind
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you shape the frontline - - you bury landmines
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[chorus:]
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the frontline - the frontline - it suits me fine
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the frontline - the frontline - you bury landmines
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bullet riddled bodies for the hedonist fuck - you got me dying to resist
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because the undermined outweigh the satisfied - corrode, reload - economist
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come on, and run anomalies - our people would be better of as enemies
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in these dire-need democracies - we're all refugees - refugees
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[chorus]
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charity - luxury - positioned so comfortably
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equity - battery - shake hand with hypocrisy
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charity - luxury - positioned so comfortably
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equity - battery - hypocrisy
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the context of crisis is bent
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the practice is losing intent
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[chorus]
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The Frontline
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