There is no blank slate, no blank slate here
So where do I begin, where do I begin?There is blood there is dirt on the hands
Of the man that I want to loveSo where do I begin, and how do they fit in?
Holding on to our code, you're a symbol
Now but you can be so much moreBut I have found that if its near
That I'll look for, look for
I wont find it hereThere is rain there is rain
That I can barely followTheir fate is in the hands
Those dirty bloody handsSo they pray and they vote and they hope
That their fate is good
That the man will be all he said he'd be
That their suns will see all they want to seeOoh no don't go, you're a symbol
Now but you can be so much moreBut I have found that if it's near
That I'll look for, look for
I wont find it hereOoh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
I wont find it here
No I wont find it hereI wont find it here
No I wont find it hereOoh no don't go, you're a symbol
Now but you can be so much moreBut I have found that if it's near
That I'll look for, look for
I wont find it here
That I'll look for, look for
I wont find it hereThat I'll look for, look for
I wont find it here
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