Thirty pieces of silver screen
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Deep inside our souls
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How did we betray our imagination
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Watching our futures unfold
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Without a whisper for fear of intrusion
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We have to see how this part ends
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Time out for commercials
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Time out to be good friends
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But our generation's angry
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We're so scared that we can't see
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The answer right inside of us
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If we can find the place in our hearts where we're all free
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Does it see that time works against us
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Or does it just march on and on and on
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Sometimes it drives me crazy
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Proving Nostradamus wrong, so wrong
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But we still have secret silos with buttons, codes and keys
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We can avert this awful disaster
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If we find the place in our hearts where we're all free
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And what a tall order
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Far be it for me to say
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Maybe I'll try a little harder
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Starting here today
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Or just throw in the towel
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Lay down five up the ghost
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And join all the cynics
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Luckier than most
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Maybe I'll check out with a bullet
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Would you think less of me
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Or would it frighten you enough
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Would it rattle you enough
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Would it frighten you enough to...
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Find the place in our hearts where we're all free
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Thirty Pieces
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Edwin McCain |