Stop Stop
Don't tell me this is real
Come pinch me now
Hold on, is that my father
Waking me from my sleep

You want to make history
But now you'll see
The lions about to roar
And as the eagle soared
Up high into the trees
You toast your glass
And raise your hands in victory

What's this so called religion
Practicing peace and love
How different this could have been
If they had the one true God

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Sleeping Giant song meanings
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