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We aren’t scared
And nothing’s sacred, left alone
Not home
No we aren’t home
Not home
And nothing’s sacred, left alone
We aren’t scared
Your sacred churches
Trees and flags
Your covered screens
The magazines
Have covered screens
and trees and flags
On sacred churches
But we aren’t scared
All burnt up
And torn apart
It’s on the phone
You’re all alone and nothings sacred
It’s on the phone
It’s torn apart
It’s all burnt up
We’re here for you
But where are you
We’re here for you
Planes to catch
Their wires tapped
The planes to catch
Were here for you
But where were you
We’re family now
We’re brothers now
You’re burning up
The pictures and your face
You’re burning up
Your brothers now
You’re family now
Big brother’s got you
You’re all alone
Flashing lights
The burning lights
Policeman lights
The faces bright
Policeman lights
The burning lights
Flashing lights
Keep moving man
Keep out of sight and
Out of mind and
Out of all your dreams
Out of your mind
Out of your sight
But you keep moving man
Until you’re out of luck
We aren’t scared
Of burning up
And nothing sacred’s
Burning up
We aren’t scared
Just out of luck
We aren’t scared
Just out of luck
We aren’t scared
Just out of luck
We aren’t scared