| Another red flag has been raised, a promise packaged and displayed it’s
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| The perfect ruse! |
| It’s a subtle lie turned a polished truth (yeah)
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| Another white flag has been waved, convictions sold off and betrayed it’s
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| Win or lose. |
| It’s the illusion of the right to choose (yeah)
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| Now the snakes are in the garden and the wolves are at the door
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| I don’t know if it’s a cause for alarm but I just can’t be sure
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| Oh! |
| I fear it’s all coming down again
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| So I’m crying out — a shot across the bow
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| And all this time we’ve blindly carried on
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| And all I know is that we’re too far gone
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| Another day has come and gone, stories sold will linger on
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| Its such a shiny noose, another backdoor deal turned a lame excuse (yeah)
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| Another trip around the sun, we focus conscience unto one
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| Will the bomb diffuse? |
| If this is it then I’ll enjoy the view (yeah)
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| Now the snakes are in the garden and the wolves are at the door
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| I don’t know if it’s a cause for alarm but I just can’t be sure
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| Oh! |
| I fear it’s all coming down again
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| So I’m crying out — a shot across the bow
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| And all this time we’ve blindly carried on
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| And all I know is that we’re too far gone
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| (Is it just a dream? Just a bad, bad dream?)
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| I don’t wanna know if I’ve got it wrong
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| I don’t wanna know what I’ve fallen on
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| I can’t explain away the feeling that it’s more
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| Than I’ve bargained for
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| Oh! |
| I fear it’s all coming down again
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| So I’m crying out — a shot across the bow
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| And all this time we’ve blindly carried on
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| And now I know that God became the gun
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| (Run panic!) |