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Gosh, it's smoky in this place Looking hard, I see your face You are lingering Coming through in stereo, louder than the radio You are lingering Blinded by the LCD and the wrong condoned on our TVs Are you lingering? You can't bind us with your politics We won't forget We can't neglect We go on and on We've made our hearts numb to the things that we've ignored Buried the past, and the pain that we've endured Feel the groundswell with the blood of one in three Feel the groundswell From Letras Mania