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The faces of war are not on your mind,
just the raging fashion of Calvin Klein
There’s gonna be a party tonight,
a huge search party for the meaning of life,
and I hope you can join the fray
Mother lost her newborn at two days old
Country lost its leader in the motorcade he rode
Freedom’s alive, but haunted by shame
Everyone’s searching for fortune and fame,
and then someone to blame.
Standing in the spotlight, a part of the game.
But no one can touch you,
you’re clinically insane
Laughter and sadness go well hand in hand
Tragedy strikes you, but you’re up again.
(you’re up against all odds)
(chorus)
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