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Oh, can't anybody see, | We've got a war to fight, Never find out way, Regardless of what they say, How can it feel this wrong, From this moment, How can it feel this wrong. Shone in the morning light, I feel no more, Can I say to myself, I got nobody on my side, And surely that ain't right, Surely that ain't right. Oh, can't anybody see, We've got a war to fight, Never find out way, Regardless of what they say, How can it feel this wrong, From this moment, How can it feel this wrong. How can it feel this wrong, From this moment, How can it feel this wrong. Oh, can't anybody see, We've got a war to fight, Never find out way, Regardless of what they say, How can it feel this wrong, From this moment, How can it feel this wrong.
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