Open chords, open hearts
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We’re all the same, deep inside
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I’m so tired of seeing this
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Smile in vain, spit in spite
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We’re all two-faced, we all lie
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Dear friends it’s that time
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Why’s our world so cut and dry?
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Draw the line, draw the line
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The perfume’s lost its potence and the stench is calling out
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For something hearts are burning revolution come around
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Intolerance will find a way to drown out life
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This world dissolves in my eyes
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Open chords, open hearts
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We’re all the same deep inside
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Why's our world so cut and dry?
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Draw the line, draw the line
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The perfume’s lost its potence and the stench is calling out
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For something hearts are burning revolution come around
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Don’t go it alone…
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(Whatever happened to loving one another,
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open up your hearts and reach out to each other)
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Food For Thought
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| Asteria |
