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Jamiroquai

Jamiroquai

Give Hate A Chance

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Why can't we be (together)?
Could you love me, don't hate me
I don't see (why can't we live together)
Maybe we could get it on (maybe we could get it on)
Should be our destiny
There's a cold streak living (inside us)
There's no rainbows... just bullets and bombs
If you want to rise up
We can make this hate stop
Now don't you want to rise up

[Chorus:]
We've been giving hate a chance
(We've got all this love to give, you know)
And the love will be running out for us
Can you feel the dreams of life
We're hoping we can still survive
As the wind carries every dove away

So why do we see (these coulours)
It's only skin deep, don't mean a thing
(So clear underneath this we're all brothers)
Can't you see it's killing us
(Can't you see it's killing us)
Can't you see it's killing me
Trigger happy fantasy
So stand up and be (so strong now)
Freedom is not so far away
If you know you want to rise up
We can make this hate stop
Don't you want to rise up

[Chorus]

The wind carries every dove away
The wind carries every dove away (every dove away)
Dove, dove, dove, dove, dove, dove, dove

Now you've been taking our dignity for too long
I want to save this sanctity that we hold
And who's right and who's wrong
We're not so different anyway
Words are in this song
Can't we stop the fighting?

[Chorus]

Don't give this hate a chance
We've got all this love to give, you know
That this dream's alive, will still survive
Until no more people have to cry
Don't give this hate a chance
We've got all this love to give, you know
That this dream's alive, will still survive
Until no more people have to cry
Don't give this hate a chance
We've got all this love to give, you know
That this dream's alive, will still survive
Until no more people have to cry

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