These eyes,
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See truth,
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Through the lies,
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Through jealousy
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We're killing time
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In the worst way
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It's not enough that the
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Grave has been dug
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The worst is that
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We refuse to give in
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I, still recall,
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When this was
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Much more than a
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Show of hands
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There was a meaning,
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There was a protest,
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There were ideas
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That couldn't exist outside,
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Of progress, and distress
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Was our muse to create,
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A little hope
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Without the fear of being rejected
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Where do we stand now?
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Where Do We Stand Now
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Until The End |