Throw up your voice but not you mind
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While them agents of change go monopolize
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Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same
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All lost in the game
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And we don't need no personal saviors here
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Just a warm hearth and water. It's purely biological
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No posturing mannequin man or woman
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Shall receive my hand
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Among all you angels is a champion angel
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Among all you devils there's a free soul
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Up from the disenfranchised the engine cries
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Up from the circle there's a hole
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The child insubordinate disrupts the pecking order
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So go marry young while you can
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'Cause the weave of the rug and the cut of the throne
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Testify before the ocean's open hand
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I promise you this promise we are not alone
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But why is it I alone that promise this
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Deny the forces that would hurry men
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If you still can
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[CHORUS]
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We come now to a fracture in the road
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Here time has taken her toll
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The endless freezing and the thawing of the heart
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Would eventually divide us apart
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What's that you found in the pocket of your coat
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Looks like a small sentiment that she wrote
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Don't be my personal savior I would not be saved
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I chose to walk alone
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[CHORUS]
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Champion Angel
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The Low Anthem |