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1. |
| 7:39 | ||||
I've got to stand and fight
In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Release the pressure) I've got to stand and fight In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Bruin-dah!) Can you feel it? Release the pressure! Can you hear it? Peace and unity. (Release the pressure) Build's got this to keep your funky dance sway (eh-heh) Why your laws have left me Out of the king and out of the rain Transalt movement is takin' over Am I inferior? Wow.....you are! |
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2. |
| 7:32 | ||||
3. |
| 5:12 | ||||
4. |
| 7:03 | ||||
5. |
| 6:22 | ||||
Sonically we're in control
We're the diamond in your soul Images come thick and fast From the future, from the past The film starts, the film ends, Nothing is said in between. Just sudden moments from someone else's story, Will it ever be the same again? Hours filled with conversation, no attention paid. Too distracting convention, no need for friends. Will it ever be the same again? Will it ever be the same again? You're original, with your own path You're original, got your own way (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, in your own way My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, got your own path You're original (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. You're original (x5) |
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6. |
| 3:46 | ||||
7. |
| 7:14 | ||||
8. |
| 6:29 | ||||
9. |
| 5:44 | ||||
10. |
| 6:51 | ||||
Burn, burn [Repeat x2]
Burn, burn, burn Open up Now open up You lied, you faked You cheated, you changed the stakes Magnet toss that pie in the sky Unrehearsed, let the bubbles burst All in all, a dreaming circus A fuel in the tea with parody Tragedy or comedy Probably publicity Open up, make room for me Now open up, make room for me Lose myself inside your schemes Go for the money, honey Not the screen Be a movie star, blah blah blah Go the whole hog Be bigger than God Burn Hollywood burn, taking down Tinseltown Burn Hollywood burn, burn down to the ground Burn Hollywood burn, burn Hollywood burn Take down Tinseltown, burn down to the ground Down, into the ground Burn, burn, burn Burn |
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11. |
| 5:46 | ||||
How many bridges can they burn, till we turn?
How many lives can they take, till we break? How many dreams tells lies, till we rise? How many visions will they burn, till we learn? How many homes set alight, till we fight? How many futures must we dream, till we scream? How many sins must they repeat, till we're beat? How many? How many times? |