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There's tracer fire in the night sky<br>
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broken windows and torn flags<br>
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revenge is just as sweet in the dark<br>
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and the dark brings out strength <br>
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I never knew I had<br>
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<br>
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how quickly your new friends<br>
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became old enemies<br>
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how strange<br>
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that's the way it always stays<br>
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<br>
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solace and solidarity <br>
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and the difference between the two<br>
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was never that much for you<br>
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freedom and brutality<br>
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go hand in hand<br>
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I guess we always knew that<br>
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<br>
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how quickly your new friends<br>
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became old enemies<br>
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how strange<br>
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that's the way it always stays<br>
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<br>
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do you remember my face?<br>
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I launches a hundred ships<br>
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and I broke a thousand hearts<br>
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I was a one man revolution<br>
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I tore your world apart<br>
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<br>
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now my collapse is farfrom dramatic<br>
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my decline is as gentle as could be<br>
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and I confess although I did my best<br>
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my best was not all it could have been<br>
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<br>
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how quickly your new friends<br>
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became old enemies<br>
 +
how strange<br>
 +
that's the way it always stays<br>
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how quickly your new friends<br>
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became old enemies<br>
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and old enemies <br>
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well they can never change<br>

Current revision as of 07:10, 7 July 2009

From The Second Life of Fidel Castro

[edit] Lyrics

There's tracer fire in the night sky
broken windows and torn flags
revenge is just as sweet in the dark
and the dark brings out strength
I never knew I had

how quickly your new friends
became old enemies
how strange
that's the way it always stays

solace and solidarity
and the difference between the two
was never that much for you
freedom and brutality
go hand in hand
I guess we always knew that

how quickly your new friends
became old enemies
how strange
that's the way it always stays

do you remember my face?
I launches a hundred ships
and I broke a thousand hearts
I was a one man revolution
I tore your world apart

now my collapse is farfrom dramatic
my decline is as gentle as could be
and I confess although I did my best
my best was not all it could have been

how quickly your new friends
became old enemies
how strange
that's the way it always stays
how quickly your new friends
became old enemies
and old enemies
well they can never change

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