| The game is over
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| Chip on your shoulder
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| All said and done but you can’t stop grieving
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| Nobody chose to humiliate you
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| Oh what a shame that world is catching on
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| You never tried to soften your words
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| Twisted your terms, took us for fools
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| And all you know is what you’ve been told
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| You believe, you believe
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| It’s the universal exodus
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| These lies are just too much for us
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| Waiting for your final hour
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| We must obstruct your only power
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| You’re on a roll now
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| Got so far somehow
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| Just waiting for the chance that’s coming
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| Don’t mind the mockery
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| It’s your philosophy
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| That simple-minded men can’t see through you
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| You set the tone to make them so strong
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| Strengthen how they feel, milk them for trust
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| High on the stage to make them perceive
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| You believe, you believe
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| It’s the universal exodus
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| These lies are just too much for us
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| Waiting for your final hour
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| We must obstruct your only power
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| Guitar Solo
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| There’s a message to be told:
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| We can pick the wounds of every single adversary
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| Long are gone the days of old
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| Keep the faith inside your mind, in you mind
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| It’s the universal exodus
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| These lies are just too much for us
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| Waiting for your final hour
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| We must obstruct your only power
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| It’s the universal exodus
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| These lies are just too much for us
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| When the walls come tumbling down
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| Waiting for your final hour
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| We must obstruct your only power
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| When the walls, when the walls, when the walls
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| Come tumbling down. |