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I see the place that we'veAnnotate been locked together, together
Like we were something more
And it felt like maybe we could last forever, forever

But you led 'em to our hideout
Forced their way inside, now
They want us to surrender, to surrender
But I could go all night right here
Between their crossfire
We'll send them up a message
I'll send the message
We're saying "give it up, give it up"

We've got no place to go
Caught up in the rodeo
Oh no, please God tell me we're dreaming
We've got nowhere [bad word] 
They've all got loaded guns
Oh no, please God tell me we're dreaming

Wait for the dust to settle down around us, around us
And stick to what we know
I think the air is finally safe to breathe again, to breathe again
The world is in your palm now
So take a breath and calm down
Cause you have been selected, you've been selected
few will ever find out
And if you don't see why, well
At least you've got your nest egg, you've got your nest egg
So live it up, live it up!