This is only the start
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You're only opening the book
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You're only on the first line of what's going to take a little while
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I hope you don't hold your breath because they revolt like a choir
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They say the language is dead, well, then why do we speak
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I hope you understand that my brain is fixed
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Into the next town
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This is only a revolt
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Enough is enough because we cannot be late
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Basically, you've been defined as "unworthy of love"
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And I confess, I had placed in my heart the same address but I paint with my words
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"You're free, don't fear, this is just a revolt"
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Into the next town
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This is only a revolt
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Calm rose: violent wind
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The only "surrender" tonight, shall not be our own
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They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea
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I saved my money, but it can't save me
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And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me
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They can take away one man, and they can take away his mic
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But they cannot take us all
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No, they can't dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams
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They can't bury me, they can't bury me
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We can't hope that somebody else take our place
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No, we can't hope that somebody else take our place
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May the history book read of all of our names
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Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free
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This is only but a fraction of what I've got to say
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It must be said, it must be sad
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If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace
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I spoke with the wrath of his grace
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Calm rose: come violent wind
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Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear
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This is a revolution
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The City
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