| My dear friends, Romans, countrymen
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| Let me get your eardrums and the mind’s inside the head they’re in
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| Everything in life moves in cycles like the passing seasons
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| So there’s never nothing new under the God made sun just for that very reason
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| So take that word, cause what you heard is worth a thousand words
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| You can put it in your mind’s back door then blow that dro slow, let it churn
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| Like the world can’t crash and burn…
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| Like it’s never gonna be our turn…
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| Talkin' about giving a whole new meaning to the old school phrase «You live,
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| you learn»
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| Cause we keep living like we’re in control
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| Like it’s a given that it can’t explode…
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| Heads high like the day before the fall of Rome
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| Empires rise
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| Empires fall
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| There’s division inside of these walls
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| I’m dressed for the ball and I’m ready for the fall of Rome
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| Cause kings thrive and kings die
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| Ain’t no escaping the circle of life
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| I’m praying for the best but I’m waiting for the fall of Rome
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| Open up your brain homez, this shit’s no mystery…
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| Man stays so obsessed to progress, always thinking he’s above his history
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| Like a fly in the worldwide web, spoon-fed by our technology…
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| Keep it real cause, you don’t even know nobody that could make it in the 19th
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| century
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| So what happens when circuit breaks and worlds collide with lightening forces?
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| We gotta go back to riding horses and trade in cash for natural resources…
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| No GPS, you gotta look to the stars
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| But you don’t even know where the north stars are…
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| Looking back on the fact we done got so far
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| Keeps reminding me we could never find our start
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| Cause we’re so stubborn, thinking we’re in control
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| Like a government ain’t fallen before…
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| Heads high like the day before the fall of Rome
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| Empires rise
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| Empires fall
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| There’s division inside of these walls
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| I’m dressed for the ball and I’m ready for the fall of Rome
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| Cause kings thrive and kings die
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| Ain’t no escaping the circle of life
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| I’m praying for the best but I’m waiting for the fall of Rome
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| Like a walk along wire in a royal stance
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| Just a foot behind a vagabond that wants to dance…
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| You know you’re both going down in the end
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| Like a bullet down the barrel of tomorrow’s gun
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| History shows there’s nothing new under the setting sun
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| Sooner or later it’s gonna go down again
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| But we’re so happy thinking we’re in control
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| Like the world that we know ain’t never gon' fold…
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| Heads high like the day before the fall of Rome
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| Empires rise
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| Empires fall
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| There’s division inside of these walls
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| I’m dressed for the ball and I’m ready for the fall of Rome
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| Cause kings thrive and kings die
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| Ain’t no escaping the circle of life
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| I’m praying for the best but I’m waiting for the fall of Rome |