| If you believe is not arrived
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| Have you ever seen a thing not real
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| No take in a dream, afraid I am
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| I’m running on with fear
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| They live where the waves are rolling
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| They live where the high wind sings
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| Sonar and sirens are screaming
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| Wake up in a bed of blood
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| Appears the demon cove
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| And I hear, the noise of Japan’s boats
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| Coming from the cove
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| Taiji’s crimes and no eyes on the cove
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| Could you taste the sense of primal fear?
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| When they come around, when they come around
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| Could you love the treasures of the seas?
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| Or am I alone? |
| Or am I alone?
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| Where is the shame, to be loved, protected?
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| This crime exists, and we’ll fight, to believe in dolphins!
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| Agree to give another time
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| Have you ever seen a man who hopes in you
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| We’re standing here to visit the life
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| But we are just finding the truth
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| So give me your hand and now believe
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| We can change the theatre of their kills
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| Destroy the cove and these humans
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| Who kill the children of our lands?
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| I’m driving with fear
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| Remember my home
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| Tonight we are still
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| Fighting with our blood
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| Action, to the cove, moonlight, insane
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| Insecurity is at my own
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| We’re not heroes or braves
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| Because we try to do our best you know
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| Showing what they do in this murder cove
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| Protect (ing) the life is just my role
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| Are you surprised?
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| Sea Shepherd, salute my boat
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| Could you taste the sense of primal fear?
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| When they come around, when they come around
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| Could you love the treasures of the seas?
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| Or am I alone? |
| Or am I alone?
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| Where is the shame, to be loved, protected?
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| This crime exists, and we’ll fight, to believe in dolphins!
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| We know what we’ve did is not enough
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| Perhaps joining our forces
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| We will try and continue to live what we feel
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| Don’t you see where is the way
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| To stop killers of whales
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| We’ll fight, love and win someday
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| Could you taste the sense of primal fear?
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| When they come around, when they come around
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| Could you love the treasures of the seas?
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| Or am I alone? |
| Or am I alone?
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| Where is the shame, to be loved, protected?
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| This crime exists, and we’ll fight, to believe in dolphins!
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| Could you taste the sense of primal fear?
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| When they come around, when they come around
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| Could you love the treasures of the seas?
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| Or am I alone? |
| Or am I alone?
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| Where is the shame, to be loved, protected?
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| This crime exists, and we’ll fight, to believe in dolphins! |