There's something missing in our lives
To let, these feelings fly
Arm yourself my love (before the murder comes) I can hear their guns (we start to run) Build a cage to hide (before the murder comes) Arm yourself tonight (we won't let freedom die)
That I built around a lie That's scared and ever so afraid
Will they take the things? Well then, I might as well die
It's so cold outside tonight
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