| When life is blurring you to blindness
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| Slide the curtain to the side
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| Move in strides into the light
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| Observe the views and sights
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| The dirty beauty oozing through the market
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| Hurts and soothes your eyes
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| Are you excited to be starting?
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| Scuse me, who’s this guy?
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| Hell if I’m sure, but if he’s buying
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| Hell or high water, it’ll be mine
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| And this is my calling; |
| Meaning of life
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| I live or die for achieving the prize
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| This is my fort
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| This is my wall
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| If you stick inside well it isn’t my fault
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| Your survival here is relying on freelancers like I am
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| And this is my world
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| Gloomy safety
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| Or beautiful danger
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| The daily mundane streets
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| Or brutal nature
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| Be one of the few
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| That’s brave enough
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| To choose your fate, bruh
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| Be one of the few
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| That makes opportunities
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| And moves the stakes up
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| Are you a consumer
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| Or are you a creator
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| Are you a producer
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| Or are you a potato
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| Be one of the few today
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| To use your labour to your favor
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| Be one of the few
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| Generating greater boons to human nature
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| To leave the fort you need the balls
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| Proceed to leap from the big wall
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| Skydive from a highrise
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| To environments I’ve never seen before
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| What the heck happened to Chester Zoo?
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| The recent recession has wrecked it
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| Boo
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| I suggest that it’s best to choose
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| To have a companion next to you
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| We travel in javelin exosuits
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| Can’t imagine a man that is dressed so cute
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| Just looking and smelling as fresh as I do
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| Is essentially sex abuse
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| Pew Pew!
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| Forget having one jet, there’s two
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| And another mini set per shoe
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| 'Cause if you messed up the letters in «boots»
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| You get to «boost»
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| Yes you do
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| Now I’m ready for fresh pursuits
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| More than another quest to fetch the loot
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| I’ve come to collect my dues
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| Your debts are due
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| And I couldn’t be less interested
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| In your next excuse
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| Or whether you’re destitute
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| Bereft and stressed as fuque
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| My intention’s to execute
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| Every threat that’s looming
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| Boom!
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| Yes my dude
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| Gloomy safety
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| Or beautiful danger
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| The daily mundane streets
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| Or brutal nature
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| Be one of the few
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| That’s brave enough
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| To choose your fate, bruh
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| Be one of the few
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| That makes opportunities
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| And moves the stakes up
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| Are you a consumer
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| Or are you a creator
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| Are you a producer
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| Or are you a potato
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| Be one of the few today
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| To use your labour to your favor
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| Be one of the few
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| Generating greater boons to human nature
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| I can feel the mist, steal a kiss
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| Fill my chest and chill my breath
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| Like menthol filter tips
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| But when my mental skills are tested
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| Will’s unaffected
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| I’ve spilled a river of ichor
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| Lost track of my kills, assists and deaths
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| Can’t measure the pulses I’ve stilled in this
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| Wilderness
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| But I will persist
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| Until I’ve fixed and healed the rifts
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| That still exist, fulfil your wish
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| Yes, there isn’t a lyricist
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| That’s nearing this, so deal with it
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| A brilliant artist
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| Getting plenty of Brynnium shards
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| To bring them to Tarsus
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| Killing more Scars in shimmering darkness
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| As if they really were harmless
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| I’m not hanging back
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| Stop a Scar attack on my habitat
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| What a savage act
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| Flukin have it twat
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| Dropping Jarra’s Wrath
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| Bruv, I’m grabbing that
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| They won’t have it back
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| I can adapt
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| To the situation which we’re facing
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| Just be patient
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| Swimming through ancient misty caves
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| In distant places
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| This is amazing
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| Quit the switching and changing, stick to your lane
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| Stay true to the program
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| Or feel a new definition of pain
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| Crushed in your suit like an aluminum coke can
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| Heed the danger warning
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| It’s real, we are not play performing
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| By the way, say hey to Leanne, Ellie May
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| Mollie Jane and Jordan
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| They are awesome
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| Say no more, son
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| The rage of the Lord will take the form
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| Of Shaper Storms
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| Hurricanes, tornados, gale force winds
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| Changing falling trees
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| To paper torn in pieces
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| Nature reborn a naked fetus
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| Come face to face with all your fears
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| Chase the storm and leap in
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| Choose:
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| Gloomy safety
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| Or beautiful danger
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| The daily mundane streets
|
| Or brutal nature
|
| Be one of the few
|
| That’s brave enough
|
| To choose your fate, bruh
|
| Be one of the few
|
| That makes opportunities
|
| And moves the stakes up
|
| Are you a consumer
|
| Or are you a creator
|
| Are you a producer
|
| Or are you a potato
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| Be one of the few today
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| To use your labour to your favor
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| Be one of the few
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| Generating greater boons to human nature
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| Handsome Anthem anthem (x4)
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| Handsome Anthem anthem! |
| (x4) |