Punks and Poets

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
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 If it's all just the same
 We could watch it burn
 Or live instead
 Can you feel the call in the air
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 Let's pretend there's nothing left to fear
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 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
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 Lets pretend there's nothing left to fear
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 Can you feel it calling
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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