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It's an alliteration
Punks and Poets
Praying for no pain
It's just a hopeful destination
Saints and sinners
they're laughing all the same
See I don't mind what you have to say
Got your finger on the trigger and that's OK
I have never been one to run with the bullets in my hand
You've been looking for a reason to tear it all down
And I don't understand why
If it's all just the same
We could watch it burn
Or live instead
Can you feel the call in the air
Let's pretend there's nothing left to fear
We the people in order to find a more perfect place to be
Need to forget all the shit that they are wanting us to see
who said it's beautiful, why don't we know
Cut down a flower in bloom, whats the use
Oh I can feel it, there's a new love runaway
Can you feel the call in the air
Lets pretend there's nothing left to fear
Can you feel it calling
It's an alliteration
Punks and Poets
Praying for no pain
It's just a hopeful destination
Saints and Sinners
They're laughing all the same