Here alone we wander and we roam
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We cut our teeth in city streets and gutters we call home
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Await the day the clouds will part
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Deliver words we know by heart
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Raise your fucking voice
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Or be a face in the crowd
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Isn't that what it's all about?
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So tempt me not with the life you have bought
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Our keep is earned in the change that we sought
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Explain away the tangled truth
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Accuse away but without proof
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Raise your fucking voice
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Or be a face in the crowd
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Isn't that what it's all about?
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Boots on the ground, aim tried and true
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Bells toll the sound; impending doom
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In our respite our numbers grew
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Now it's time to
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Raise your fucking voice
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Or be a face in the crowd
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Isn't that what it's all about?
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Voice Of Dissent
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| Rise Against |
