The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies)
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The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies)
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Before my eyes, those who surrendered to fate in the clutches
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If you still haven't managed to dump it - drape
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From the screen they keep telling us that everything is fine,
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But we know that everyone except the guilty will be impeached
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The world is divided into those who believe and those who score
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And that blood detox will not help the patient
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They flaunt their reservations in the Paradise of the VIP box
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I'm not afraid of their anger, I've been spitting in their faces for a long time
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I do not intend to obey their laws
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Such as I am and not chained to gloss
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Not familiar with their statutes - I don't want to know
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Their stories about equality to us, noble nonsense here
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Miraculously surviving on the count
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And every second one to reach the bottom is doomed
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Bound with whips, it would be awl to unravel them,
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But we are still being fed fake fast food
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Reflection in the mirror doesn't lie
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Everyone here is fed up with this lie
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The demon won't let us catch our breath
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Only hopelessness and not an iota of chance
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Shaky world of hope
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It's hot in the dark
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Here for a long time we will cross the limit of greed
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The past is inappropriate to stir up
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Abyss ahead (Abyss, abyss, abyss...)
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The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies)
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The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies)
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We have become those who are content with little
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Blindly believing that the road to the graveyard passed us
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With bare feet we trample hot coals
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Everyone who is brave in words, in fact - like a coyote is shy
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Fate put steel bracelets on her wrists
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We are strangers among our own and we are not with the rest
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Three meters underground - the address of pipe dreams
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Time to wake up all of us, turning a sword from a plow
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What is still hidden on the other side of the abyss?
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And the feeling of suspense is everywhere
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Possessed look, everything was broken in vain,
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And now we are surprised that words do not anger
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We are ruled like weak-willed cattle
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And then anyone is ready to give his without a fight
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Phantom pains monotonous routine
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Patience without that for a long time was enough
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One on one with this hungry world
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Avoiding the grave that he dug for us long ago
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Would get out, but it's not clear where
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The one you trusted betrayed you dirty
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Tangled in wires, hidden behind dates
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Victims pretending to be sleeping soldiers
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The past is inappropriate to stir up
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Abyss ahead (Abyss, abyss, abyss...)
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The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies)
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The time that is measured
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(Time that is measured)
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We don't own
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(We don't belong)
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Veil before the eyes
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(veil before eyes)
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From endless lies
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(From endless lies) |