Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
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never found our way, regardless of what they say
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How can it feel this wrong?
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from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
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Storm in the morning light, I feel
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no more can I say, frozen to myself
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I got nobody on my side and surely that ain't right
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and surely that ain't right
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Can't anybody see? you've got a war to fight
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never found our way, regardless of what they say
|
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How can it feel this wrong?
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from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
|
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Can't anybody see? we've got a war to fight
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never find our way, regardless of what they say
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How can it feel this wrong?
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from this moment, how can it feel this wrong?
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Roads
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| My Dying Bride |
