| Jiminy Crickets whispered to me |
| Steering me away from the door |
| Oh, for jewellers we were mourning |
| Trying to evade the north side of the wall |
| I had a dream that she came to me |
| Screaming and tearing me down |
| Stood on the hills above the city |
| The mist rolled and mirrored my doubt |
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| So, rail against the tyrants now |
| The ones who revel in your head |
| And make something out of the ring |
| Raise up a glass to the men who're dead |
| And rail like you've never been heard |
| You can't make them move if you live the dark |
| So, rail against the tyrants now |
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| I wasn't ever made for lying |
| But I've done my fair share of it all |
| I've let my ego almost kill me |
| I've swung hard and rolled on the floor |
| I wasn't trusting of the purist |
| Love that came patiently forward |
| These are the hardest lessons that I ever had to learn |
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| So, rail against the tyrants now |
| The ones who revel in your head |
| And make something out of the ring |
| Raise up a glass to the mean who're dead |
| And rail like you've never been heard |
| You can't make them move if you live the dark |
| So, rail against tyrants now |
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| Rail against the tyrants now |
| So, rail against the tyrants now |
| Oh, rail against the tyrants now |
| Rail against the tyrants now |
| Oh, rail against the tyrants now |
| Rail against the tyrants now |
| Rail against the tyrants now |
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