Put your hands up open wide
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Put your hands up side by side
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Age don't matter like
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Race don't matter like
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Place don't matter like what's inside
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Let the kick drum kick one time
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Breathe out let your mind unwind
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Eyes on the ceiling
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Looking for the feeling
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Wide open let your own eyes shine
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Yeah, it's where the fight begins
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Yeah, underneath the skin
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Between these hopes and where we've been
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Every fight comes from the fight within
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I am the war inside
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I am the battle line
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I am the rising tide
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I am the war I fight
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Eyes open, open wide
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I can feel it like a crack in my spine
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I can feel it like the back of my mind
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I am the war inside
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I get the feeling that we're living in sci-fi
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I get the the feeling that our weapons are lo-fi
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Ain't no killer like pride
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No killer like I
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No killer like what's inside
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Yeah, it's in the air we breathe
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Yeah, it's in the blood we bleed
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Beneath these dreams and what we've seen
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We are the kids of the in-between
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Put your hands up open up wide
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Put your hands up side by side
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Age don't matter like
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Race don't matter like
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Place don't matter like what's inside
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Yeah, every thought or deed
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Yeah, every tree or seed
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The big things come from the little dreams
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Every world is made by make believe
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The War Inside
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