They paint the streets in white
Death is the standard breach for a complex prize
I think it's sweet of you and your parents are proud
But I would expect it from anyone
Now to protect life's indigenous soundWorship
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Worship play worship worshipHow the streets they swell
While the animals make their way through the crowds
If you keep listenin' you can hear it for miles
God I trust everyone quicker with every faint smileWorship
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Worship worship worshipAnd the crowd goes wild and the camera makes you see sick
God is so sweet of you and I know you're proud
And the car bomb hits quick click, faint smile
It's the same sound it's the same same soundAnd the crowd goes wild and the camera makes you see sick
God it's so sweet of you and you know I'm proud
And the car bomb tick ticks with the same sound
It's the same sound
With the same sound
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