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Foul figures twisting, turning, dancing on a string |
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Glossy carbon hearts and veins of glass, unhuman |
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Freaks marching on to a better day, sad make believe (sad make believe) |
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Uncharted are the routes that lead us to eternity |
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And back again |
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Through candy skies |
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We are the dead |
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We are the dead |
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Suffocating, yet breathing, in a crystal place (in a crystal place) |
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When the options are secured the choice is irrelevant |
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A swine face forcing us to a sole decision (sole decision) |
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In the name of the future, I defy my fate (I defy my fate) |
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Come feel the rising of the tide |
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Calling back today |
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No wonder I don't fit into your hiding |
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Honey, don't bother to save me |
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Come feel the rising of the tide |
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Calling back today |
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No wonder I don't fit into your hiding |
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Honey, don't bother to save me |
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Come feel the rising of the tide |
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Calling back today |
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No wonder I don't fit into your hiding |
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Honey, don't bother to save me |