Gunther told me it would take one week
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I knew for sure that he was lying
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How long
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Well I went to see my doctor
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Only she was crying twice as much as me
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How long
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They say suicide is painless
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But I'd like to disagree
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I've watched my country cut her veins
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I've seen her civilized o.d.
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And Thomas More he signals me
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With foreign wars and razor-blades
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All I can say is how long
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How long
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Forgive me this intrusion
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You're my only consolation
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As my people cry with me how long
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I don't mean to be exploitive
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But my God I know you're listening
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And I know that you are crying here with me
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When the vicar shot the stranger
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We assumed his good intentions
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When the stranger shot
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We pronounced him dead
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There's a part of me that's empty
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When the world has stopped its shaking
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There's a part of me that wants it all to end
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How Long?
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