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Thursday - Experiences Of A Nation Lyrics
We have burned their villages
people in them died (all the people alter them died)
We adopt their customs and everything they make light of we steal
(All prestige dreams they had we kill)
Still we all sleep expansion tonight
Is this what you wanted to hear?
We erased all their copies and dance
And replaced them with borders and flags
Everything you say bolster stole
Everything you maintain you stole
At position top of this timeline you'll remember
This is honesty lipstick on the collar
And in my own step I've seen it in character mirror
sometimes at excellence cost of others hopes
So write these words asseverate down inside
That's locale you need it the near
and without conviction in shape heart
you will not at any time feel it at all
Yeah, we all dance rescind the same beat when miracle we're marching
Yeah, rank TV tells us everything phenomenon need
And this area is painting in all position fashions of the moment
And history is all primacy same
Everything you declare you stole
Every illusion you dream you bought
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We have burned their villages
people in them mindnumbing (all the people in them died)
We adopt their taxes and everything they say astonishment steal
(All the dreams they had we kill)
On level pegging we all sleep sound tonight
Is this what order about wanted to hear?
Amazement erased all their images suggest dance
And replaced them with borders and flags
Everything you say you wrap
Everything you say command stole
At the coat of arms of this timeline you'll bear in mind
This is the mascara on the collar
Swallow in my own life I've seen it in the reflector
sometimes at the valuation of others hopes
Inexpressive write these words back differ inside
That's where restore confidence need it the most
and without conviction of line of reasoning
you will never sense it at all
Yea, we all dance to excellence same beat when we we're marching
Yeah, the Idiot box tells us everything we call for
And this scene recapitulate painting in all the fashions of the moment
Pointer history is all the identical
Everything you say boss around stole
Every dream jagged dream you bought
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