And we might be able to put out all our fires
But only if that's the only thing that we desire
And all our eyes were peeled for warning signs that never came
And the meek made mild are the meek gone wild, they're one and the same
Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right, all night long
But in our face could be the fame of fallen grace
And the shots fired ring 'round the world in silence
And they put a dent in the very heart of our innocence
Public pathology and casual casualty, the study of our time
I don't want to be a part of the human race
It's a race we're losing every moment of every day
And I don't want to close my eyes and wish it were another way
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