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One Hundred Years - The Cure

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It doesn't matter if we all die

Ambition in the back of a black car

In a high building there is so much to do

Going home time

A story on the radio

Something small falls out of your mouth

And we laugh

A prayer for something better

A prayer

For something better

Please love me

Meet my mother

But the fear takes hold

Creeping up the stairs in the dark

Waiting for the death blow

Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot

Fighting for freedom on television

Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs

Have we got everything?

She struggles to get away . . .

The pain

And the creeping feeling