| Sshh!
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| Hear the knell of a mourning bell
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| The bells are a warning sound, you’re a
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| About to be pulled in, child, as I’m
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| I’m telling a story now about
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| How this shit all went down, so sit
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| Sit down and absorb these tales of a
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| A powerful haunting realm
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| That the elders are calling the Oldest House
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| Boo, hiss!
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| New dimension, who dis?
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| Who the heck would do this?
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| No recollection, truth is too rude to mention
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| Rudimentary new dimensions
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| Each opening up new rooms of dreadful beings
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| Who can see through what you pretend to be
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| Prove your heresy, tear beliefs to shredded pieces
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| Losing energy, soon, eventually
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| You’ll be sent to meet Lucifer
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| And be the feral beast’s newest centerpiece
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| Lucid entity, loose serenity
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| Seeps through each of reality’s many expressions (Control)
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| You’re pressing F5 inside your mind
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| But it isn’t refreshing
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| Everything is fading quick
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| Can’t seem to make head nor tail of it
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| Everything is fading quick
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| Can’t seem to make head nor tail of it
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Fading, fading
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| Sshh!
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| Reality is all around but it’s
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| Trousers are falling down to the
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| The ground, it’s appalling how we never
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| Never felt it, oh, darling, how? |
| We can’t
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| Help but be crawling 'round, crying
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| Help us, we’re calling out, no one
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| No one else here, you’re talking to yourself
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| In the cells, halls and walls of the Oldest House
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| We want to take a Quantum Break
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| But we should wait 'til Alan wakes up
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| Hey, this place of power’s straight-up hellish
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| Ain’t it? |
| Navigator
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| Damn, it takes a will of steel to peel the veneer
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| Reveal what’s real
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| I made a pact with the ancients
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| That just came right back to seal the deal
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| I sail the Astral Planes to the Black Pyramid
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| I’m in a house of pain
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| It’s lethal and everlasting, Danny-boy
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| And that’s a shame
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| There are no heroes in the Bureau
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| No, it’s not that game
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| There’s no control or hope at all
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| So drop that and fade
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| Everything is fading quick
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| Can’t seem to make head nor tail of it
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| Everything is fading quick
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| Can’t seem to make head nor tail of it
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Everything is fading, fading
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| Fading, fading |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everything Is Fading, artist - Dan Bull. Album song Generation Gaming XXI: Rage Quit the Machine, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп