Walking around
Older than the time we hit the ground
Walking after you
Tempted inside
You feel like making everything all right
Walking after you
He whispers good intentions
And through your actions
Everything turns sour
Everything turns sour
So you wanna change the world
And you gotta take control
So you go and sell your soul
And then you open up
Open up the fire
And if, babe, one day
Your revolution leaves a bloody trail
Walking after
Thinking after
Talking after

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