| You glorify what is overrated
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| I’m peeling off the damaged film in layers
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| In my disposition to ignore what is real
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| Too dangerous and close to home
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| But on the ground awareness lies
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| Between small change and swarming flies
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| And if you choose not to bow down
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| You’ll fail to notice what’s coming around
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| The cornerstone of your comfort is sedation
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| I’m paying off the guilt in a currency of cynics
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| In my disposition to ignore what is real
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| Too dangerous and close to home
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| But on the ground awareness lies
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| Between small change and swarming flies
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| And if you choose not to bow down
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| You’ll fail to notice what’s coming around
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| In my disposition to ignore what is real
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| Too dangerous and close to home
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| But on the ground awareness lies
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| Between small change and swarming flies
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| And if you choose not to bow down
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| You’ll fail to notice what’s coming around
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| Fail to notice whats coming around |