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♪Age of hearts is made of something to blame.♪
♪We bury them deep for our faith in new machines.♪
♪We toss it on the oil and pour it on the bed.♪
♪We pay so much to teach our soul math a day.♪
♪Yeah, we deserve that much at least.♪
♪For every land a new war.♪
♪For every man a new siege.♪
♪Cue the gear.♪
♪Hold our breath to shallow beats.♪
♪We stump the beach and on the edge our bones are bleached.♪
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♪Age of hearts is made of something to blame.♪
♪Silence always speaks.♪
♪It involves a new TV.♪
♪A little irruption.♪
♪A great offense.♪
♪It's our working day.♪
♪It is not a way by the sea.♪
♪But a life of dead and drained.♪
♪Yeah, we deserve that much at least.♪
♪For every land a new war.♪
♪For every man a new siege.♪
♪Cue the gear.♪
♪Hold our breath to shallow beats.♪
♪We stump the beach and on the edge our bones are bleached.♪
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♪Yeah, for every land a new war.♪
♪For every man a new siege.♪
♪Yeah, for every land a new war.♪
♪For every man a new siege.♪