| Broken homes as far as the eye can see
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| Bird’s eye view: an ocean
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| Surrounded by cubicles and fast food restaurants
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| With nothing but SUVs and smog in between
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| And no one knows who’s in control
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| But underneath them lies a bottomless pit
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| And everyone clings to the sides, and they use one another
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| They use one another to reach the crown of it
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| We’re all getting nowhere
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| We’re all getting nowhere, confused
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| We’re all getting nowhere
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| Which way is up? |
| Which way is down?
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| Which way is up? |
| I’m fallin' now
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| Which way is up? |
| I’m fallin' down
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Please don’t feed the machine
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| It’s getting oh so dark in here now
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| He’s grabbing at my ankles. |
| I’m grabbing at his
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| Don’t let go! |
| (x4)
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| Until all that’s left of dreams of Venus
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| The appendix of a system that doesn’t need us
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| And one machine tells the other not to feed us
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| They only want more
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| We only want more
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| We’re all getting nowhere
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| We’re all getting nowhere, confused
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| We’re all getting nowhere
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| Which way is up? |
| Which way is down?
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| Which way is up? |
| I’m fallin' now
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| Which way is up? |
| I’m fallin' down
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Please don’t feed the machine
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Please don’t feed the machine
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| I wonder which moment I decided to care
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| Decided to wear the burdens of thousands of years
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| We all live life like the sun and the moon
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| Fucking in the afternoon
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| The light it doesn’t get through but it gets by
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| One machine tells the other not to feed them
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| They only want more
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| We only want more (x4)
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Please don’t feed the machine
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| Just let go
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| Just let go
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| Just let go |