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47 lines
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When our rivers run dry and our crops cease to grow
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And when our summers grow longer and winters won't snow
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From the banks of the ocean and the ice in the hills
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To the fight in the desert where progress stands still
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When we've lost our will
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That's how we'll know
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This is not a test, oh no
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This is cardiac arrest
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Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
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We're crashing into the ground as we all fall from grace
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When the air that we breathe becomes air that we choke
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When the marsh fever spreads from the swamps to our homes
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When your home on the range has been torn down and paved and
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The buffalo roam to a slaughterhouse grave
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What more will it take
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For us to know
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This is not a test, oh no
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This is cardiac arrest
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Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
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Kissing the ground as we all fall from grace
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This is a chance to set things straight
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To bend or break the rules back into place
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There is no middle ground, no compromise, we've drawn the line
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With perfect aim, we stand back and throw
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Glass windows break and its all about to blow
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Lights go out as we pass the torch again
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In hope that it stays lit
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Neutrality means that you don't really care
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Cause the struggle goes on even when you're not there
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Blind and unaware...
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That's how we'll know
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This is not a test, oh no
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This is cardiac arrest
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Of a world too proud to admit our mistakes
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We're crashing into the ground as we all, yeah we all, all fall from grace
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_____________________________
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Name Collapse (Post-Amerika)
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Artist Rise Against
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Album Appeal To Reason
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