How can you pretend
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When there's so much at stake
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That it's a different world
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And your hands don't shake
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At the end of the room
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And the foot of the bar
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We knew that soon
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We'd be making our mark
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Why do you defend
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The part you have to take
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With your fingers on the world
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Hoping your hands don't shake
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When you get the time
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Why not think about
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Connecting yours and mine
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And turning in to out
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Back to the bar
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I was feeling it
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The hole in the floor
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Was where I would sit
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Positions will be lost
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And things will fall in place
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The falling will not stop
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Till we have found our face
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Oh will you mention
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Oh will you mention
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My name to one
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Oh will you mention
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My name to me
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Gods will be gods
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But my lord forgot
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I was made out of skin
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Bones will be bones
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But when I came home
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There was no one in
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So where were you staying
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While I was out playing
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Was nobody laying the foundation,
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The fulfilling of our killing
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How can you pretend
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That there's so much at stake
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And it's a different world
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And everything shakes
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I am the ______________
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You're the after taste
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I am total love
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I am total hate
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Let's face facts
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We won't mind
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_________of us
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We will...
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Gods Will Be Gods
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Echo & The Bunnymen |