The City

[Verse 1]
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Aah! This is only the start
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   You're only opening the book
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   You're only on the first line of what's going to take a
little while
I hope you don't hold your breath
because they revolt like a choir
They say the language is dead, well,
then why do we speak why do we speak,
why?

[Pre-Chorus]
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   I hope you understand my brain is
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   fixed
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   My brain is  fixed

[Chorus]
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[Bridge]
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  Enough is enough  because we cannot be late

[Verse 2]
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Basically   you've been de__fined as un__worthy of love
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And I  confess, and I  confess,
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that I  had placed in my heart the   same ad__ress but I
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paint with my words: You're
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free, don't   fear,
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this is just a revolt

[Chorus]
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This is only a revolt

[Bridge]
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Enough is enough  because we cannot be late

[Interlude]
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Calm rose: violent wind
                                            A
The only surrender tonight shall not be our own
They cannot essape, one if by land,
two if by sea.
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Because I saved my money,
but it can't save me and maybe there is blood from the past,
but that is not from me.
         A
They can take away one man, they can take away his mic,
but they cannot take us all
No,
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they can't dig a hole the right size to fit all of our
dreams
No, they can't bury me.
No, they can't bury me
No,
   A
we can't hope that somebody else take our place
No,
we can't hope that somebody else take our place
F#m
History book reads of all of our names, be it blood,
be it ink,
But at least we were free.
        A
This is only but a fraction of what I got to say.
But it must be said.
But it must be said.
         F#m
And if I leave this Earth tonight may it be said that I
spoke my peace you,
                              A
I spoke with the wrath of His grace.
Calm rose. Come violent wind.
Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear.
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And this is a revolution

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