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And these fireflies
And from these

In the wind comes the stingin' rain
You see it drivin' the into the souls of the tree of pain
And from these fireflies, a red glow
You see the of fear runnin' scared
In the below, right

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In the locust wind, comes a and hum
Where Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was
You plant a demon seed, you raise a of fire
You see burnin' crosses
You see the flames and higher

the blue sky
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This guy up to me
His face red like a rose on a bush
With all the of a royal flush
And he's peelin' off those bills
Slappin' them

One hundred, two
And I can see those fighter
And I can see those fighter
Across the mud huts where children
And through the alleys of a quiet city

You the staircase to the first floor
You turn the key and unlock the door
A man breathes a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the groan
And outside it's America and outside it's

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See the sky ripped open, rain coming down with of love
People of the world as run into the arms of America
Of America, of America, of