Slayed

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The desert stretches across the 
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endless piles of sand
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And the compass spins round, 
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lodged somewhere in my hand
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And while I'm searching through 
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my soul I found at last a waterhole

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While I'm wading through 
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bureaucratic piles of waste
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Bb                   B           
Your putrid smell leaves a sweet 
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distaste
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And while I'm searching through 
       B                     C#
my soul I found at last a waterhole

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The concrete towers         erect
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 jungle
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Smashed up                    old
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 park bench
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The monuments              of 
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sweeter days
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Upon them where your    children 
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play
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Your children move,         
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they're puppets now
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Destroying all your           
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sacred cows
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And while I'm searching through 
       B                       C#
my soul I found at last a waterhole