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Digging to the thick of what started this |
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Tell me, are you innocent or are you a part of it? |
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Secrets creeping through the streets |
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When the bleak won't bleed |
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And the loyal stand powerless to take a knee |
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I see somethin brewing in the backgrounds |
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It's not hard to tell when it's done so well |
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I was on a roll but had no one to stop me |
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So hear me out this time |
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I won't be spineless |
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When everyone has something to say, |
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It makes no difference when there is nobody listening |
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We watch and wait |
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We sit and watch |
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We sit and watch their heads turn |
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They'll keep on spinning till their work is done |
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When the work is done |
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No need to even worry, to worry |
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It won't be long until you see it's the owl heads turning all along |
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Any eyes can see somethin brewing in the backgrounds |
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It's not hard to tell |
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When it's done so well |
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I was on a roll but had no one to stop me |
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So hear me out this time |
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I won't be spineless |
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See to the core of the underground |
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I'm feeling forgotten |
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When they need to know the roots of this name |
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It's more then just a group |
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And I've seen the proof |
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That would ruin each and every one of you |
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We're all stepping on a bed of nails |
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Tread lightly, tread lightly |
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Stepping on a bed of nails, on a bed of nails |
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Tread lightly, tread lightly |
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It won't be long until you see it's the owl heads turning all along |
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Yeah |
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We're all stepping on a bed of nails |
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Tread lightly |
