I used to think that we could drink
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from the bottle of pure and simple life
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now I know that we can't go
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two or three days without a pointless fight
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I truly think that we should reposition
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The cold reality of what we're thinkin'
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Stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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In just a blink
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we could shrink
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to something that might not make it back
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In the end I hope we mend
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Maybe we can finally make it right
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I truly think that we should reposition
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The cold reality of our condition
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Stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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Maybe this time we can heal our wounds
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Cause if we don't we'll just make some more
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We've got a long way to go
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It just takes a moment to kiss goodbye
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it just takes a moment to say goodbye
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Stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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Stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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stop
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look
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and listen
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Maybe that's the way that we'll know
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Stop Look And Listen
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Army Of Anyone |