I try everyday
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To think of something deep to say
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Cause I would like to find the words
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That deserve to be heard
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Sounds like words are out of style
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Silence beckons down the murder mile
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I keep on talking to the hand
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In a language I don't understand
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If I am an extra in the film of my own life
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Then who the hell is the director
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If I am an extra in the film of my own life
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Well, someone please turn off the camera
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And show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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I try every night
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Not to argue, not to fuss and fight
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But there's a riot in my head
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Streets are bleeding and democracy is dead
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Let's fight until the end of days
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Let's destroy and let's devastate
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We keep on talking to the hand
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In a language we don't understand
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If I am an extra in the film of my own life
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Then who the hell is the director
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If I am an extra in the film of my own life
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Well, someone please turn off the camera
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And show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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Show me how to live
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I try everyday
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To think of something deep to say
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The Extra
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| Placebo |
