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Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I woke up sweat soaked in the morning
I was mourning freedom buried deep
Mourning freedom buried deep
In tickers and broadcasts through power lines
Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines
And we sing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
A nation in fervor has given up
No, no, no, this fight has just begun
With movements and revolutions as few and far between
As movements and revolutions will ever come to be
This scare is blood soaked red (soaked red)
Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Watch it burn!
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Alright!
It's beaten in and beaten in
We're coming back around again
It's beaten in and beaten in
We're coming back around again
This scare is blood soaked red (soaked red)
Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city
Fall and hit the ground
No one could ever replace what we've lost now
Fall and hit the ground
No one could ever replace what we've lost now, yeah!
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
We're coming back around
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