don't you come to me with all your color-coded quotes
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everybody's laughing but they never ever get my jokes
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fool, you're a tool, a sheep
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and it's obvious to everyone but company you keep
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and don't you squint at me because your childhood was the pits
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every single one of us have trodden through our shit
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oh, and i know you're shrewd
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because i smell it on your clothes
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it's in everything you do
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falling, fallen, we all fall down
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it only really matters how we stand our ground
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and if and when we rise to our feet again
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we'll be on our own
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everything we built
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(it's gone)
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and every one around
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(is stunned)
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we just sit here staring blankly
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and everything goes numb
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lord, if i felt a thing
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i could wrap my mind around this
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and prevent our getting singed
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please excuse my enemies
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i think they do not know
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i will gladly self destruct if they leave me alone
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friend, that's the end of us
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because you're way behind in empathy and overdue on trust
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calmly, calmly and patiently
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we've seen all the evidence
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but still cannot believe
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and if and when we rise to our feet again
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we'll be on our own
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somehow, someway, we persevere
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the questions on our lips fall on deafened ears
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and if and when we rise to our feet again
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we'll be on our own
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If And When We Rise Again
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Streetlight Manifesto |