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63 lines
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They're high on the watchtower,
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Keeping the peace...;
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Whatever that means.
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Because you see the world grow,
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Crosshairs and TVs, don't you?
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Ten foot walls built around us,
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White picket death.
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So quiet, so safe.
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But if we fall there will be nothing, and no one to catch us.
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Sit back and watch as we...;
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Spin out of control,
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Spin out of control,
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Try to recover, but collide with each other.
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We spin out of control,
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(Hey!)
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(Hey!)
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(Hey!)
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Something I can't change,
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I was born in a place,
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That lives by the sword.
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And thus to it's blade we're condemned.
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Don't you understand why we scream "no more."? (no more!)
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My dreams are of children,
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Orphaned by blood,
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Spilt at these hands.
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Here on the graves of the innocent,
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We raise our flag.
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Spin out of control,
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Spin out of control,
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Try to recover, but collide with each other.
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We spin out of control.
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(Hey!)
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(Hey!)
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(Hey!)
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Some things you don't forgive, some things you don't forget.
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Sometimes the fate you suffer is so much worse than death.
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We're way off course now and we're drifting out to sea.
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So cut the anchor on your heart to be set free,
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Set free,
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Set free!
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Yeah.
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Spin out of control,
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Spin out of control,
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Spin out of control,
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Spin out of control.
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Try to recover, we have to recover,
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Before we crash, one after the other.
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Spin out of control.
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____________________
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Name Kotov Syndrome
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Artist Rise Against
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Album Appeal To Reason
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