[music by cavestany, lyrics by osegueda]
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all's quite now on the western front
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but you never know what's above you
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chances are when you're down and tired
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it's a lack of what you need inside you
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so they say if you play their game
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well you'll never have much to lose
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it's the life they chose and and if you're one of those
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well you'll never have much to prove
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looking up
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looking out
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so you claim that you're not the same
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it's just a dead end old part of town
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why pan for gold when the water's cold
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you might as well lay face down and drown
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then you play their game yet you cry for change
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and you always seem to miss your turn
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you let them make your bed rest your weary head
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on a mattress that's been set to burn
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looking up
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looking out
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reaching in
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let it out
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that will never be me
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i will always be free
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that will never be me
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i will always be free
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looking up
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looking out
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reaching in
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let it out
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looking up
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looking out
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reaching in
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let it out
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that will never be me
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i will always be free
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that will never be me
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i will always be free
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raise your heads
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open eyes
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smash down walls
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see the lies
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see the lies
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see the lies
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see the lies
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Never Me
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Death Angel |