As the shots rang out on the motorcade
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We felt nothing at all
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We said it happens
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Yeah it happens all the time
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With a dealer¡¯s hand we gently build our house of cards
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As kings and queens are dining in your yards
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We tied this up
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With a bow
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The science of rock and roll
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To bleed a dream with a stolen chance
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The art of life is a fleeting glance
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We close our eyes
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The air is cold I breathe tonight
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The frosted lends
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It dims our eyes
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With our clenched teeth we numbly bite
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And gently crack our pearly whites
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With vengeance we could light the flame
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But instead we choose to proudly look away
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With tear-filled eyes and aching arms
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He stares at his useless hands
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We dropped the ball
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We lost it on our own
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As the torrents fell on the sleeping town
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We felt nothing at all
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"Oh The Humanity" (A Prologue To Tragedy)
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Burden Of A Day |