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52 lines
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This is your country, this is your home,
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Here is the house where you grew up alone.
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This is your country, this is your home,
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Here is the house where you grew up alone.
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The city streets, you used to love,
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Are bruised and broken are black and blue.
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On our TV's, miles away.
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On our doorsteps with no reason why.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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This is your country, this is your home,
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Here is the house where you grew up alone.
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Remember this, remember this for what it was.
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Remember this, remember this for what it was.
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Remember this,
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Remember this,
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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Take it back.
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You want a voice, but your voices sound like violence.
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You don't, you don't deserve this life,
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You don't, you don't deserve this.
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This is your country, this is your home,
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Here is the house where you grew up alone.
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Remember this, remember this for what it was,
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Oh, a bleak projection of absent minds.
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You want a voice, but your voices sound like violence.
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You shout so loud but all I hear is silence.
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The city streets that you show no love are bruised and broken,
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Because of you.
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Because of you.
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Because of you.
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This is your country, this is your home,
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Here is the house where you grew up alone.
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Remember this, remember this for what it was.
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Remember this, remember this for what it was.
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____________________
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Name Devil's Island
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Artist Architects
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Album Daybreaker
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