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The Bar
02:17
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The bar sunk out of sight
Washed away with the tide
Never to be seen again
Lowest of the low, as deep as we can go, to the bottom of the can
Now we no longer feel the need to walk around on our two feet
See the world through learning eyes
Just give us what we want, we won't ask why or look beyond
We feed on lies
Our culture gets attacked, it gets raped in the ass by American TV
Not by god or fate, not by religious hate, but by scripted reality
All quality is gone, it decided to run, now crap is all we see
My eyes start to bleed as I watch another scene, please kill me
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Spectators
02:35
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Diplomatic measures looking for a soft spot in the wall, ready to crawl back avoiding the fall
Keeping scores on shaken hands, pipelines and bombs, while we sit still and wait, counting broken bonds
What to do when you're depending on, the ones that try to stop
We're addicted you know it's wrong
Maybe it's time to give it up
Watch another deal go down while we sit back and wonder why
We claim to take action but we don't even try
With our backs against the wall, but then again what's new?
It's clear to see that we're getting used to this
Like the union to the Russian gas, we are hooked to the ones above
Pulling strings firmly attached
Make sure we get just enough
A little more than just enough
They are the Russians, they are the dictators
We're not the victims, we are the spectators
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Borders Crossed
03:15
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Another border crossed
A country torn apart
Missiles, bombs and broken hearts
Separated families
Suit-and-tie decide on other people's lives, do we have to interfere or do we close our eyes?
Close them for the ones, the ones who suffer most
Forced by violence, driven from their homes
Imagine what it's like you lead a simple live
Poor but healthy, getting by with your family by your side
When some else decides it's time to start a fight, and you have never hurt no one but you'd better run and hide
We've never formed a threat to the things you're trying to defend
Don't think they will ever understand
Don't think we will ever understand
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