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Every last ounce of sympathy, every last bit of emotion
Saturated with this bitterness and situations, stacked end on end end on end
And tonight there will be no resolve for those who lay awake clutching their children
Listening to bombss drop and boots marching down barren streets
Soldiers marching down barren streetss...