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74 lines
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Every mornin' head into the mines
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Breathin' in that devil's dust
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You put in all your time
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Doing what you must
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So the bills don't fall behind
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You didn't need any help then
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And you won't be needin' any now
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You got a load on your back
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A chain around your heart
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And a pride that's tearin' us apart
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Sometimes I wonder
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Where are the dreams we dreamt up
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And all the things we wanted
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And the time that we lost
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To pull it back together
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All the nights that I waited
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For you to come home
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And when you'd do we'd cuss and fuss
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It ain't that I don't love you
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It's cuz it's too much
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And I couldn't tell you enough
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But we made it through
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All these years
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What doesn't kill you
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Only makes you stronger
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And baby I know
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Nothin's really changed
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Only now we're a little older
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Sometimes I wonder
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Where are the dreams we dreamt up
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And all the things we wanted
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And the time that we lost
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To pull it back together
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Pull it back together
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Every day you come home
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A little more tired
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I hear you coughin'
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All through the night
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Always another year
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Until you retire
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When the doctors say
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You're not alright
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You didn't need any help then
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Surely you'll be needin' plenty now
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You got a load on your back
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Chain around your heart
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And a pride that's tearin' us apart
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Sometimes I wonder
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Where are the dreams we dreamt up
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And all the things we wanted
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And the time that we lost
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To pull it back together
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And the time that we lost
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To pull it back together
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Pull it back together
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__________________
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Name Devil's Dust
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Artist The Last Internationale
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Album We Will Reign
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Original text by The Last Internationale
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