| To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away
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| To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines
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| We toss and turn but don’t sleep
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| Each breath we take makes us thieves
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| Like causes without rebels
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| Just talk but promise nothing else
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| We crawl on our knees for you
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| Under a sky no longer blue
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| We sweat all day long for you
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| But we sow seeds to see us through
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| But sometimes dreams just don’t come true
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| We wait to reap what we are due
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| To the rhythm of a time bomb ticking away
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| And the blare of the sirens combing the streets
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| Chased down like dogs we run from
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| Your grasp until the sun comes up We crawl on our knees for you
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| Under a sky no longer blue
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| We sweat all day long for you
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| But we sow seeds to see us through
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| But sometimes dreams just don’t come true
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| Look now at what they’ve done to you
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| White needles buried in the red
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| The engine roars and then it gives
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| But never dies
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| 'Cuz we don’t live
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| We just survive
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| On the scraps that you throw away
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| I won’t crawl on my knees for you
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| I won’t believe the lies that hide the truth
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| I won’t sweat one more drop for you
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| 'Cuz we are the rust upon your gears
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| We are the insects in your ears
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| We crawl
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| We crawl
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| We crawl… all over you
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| We sow the seeds to see us through
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| Our days are precious and so few
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| We all reap what we are due
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| A judge’s sky no longer blue
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| We bring the dawn all over new
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| We crawl
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| We crawl
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| We crawl… all over you |