| So much confusion as the serpent takes a hold
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| Is this an illusion or magic that unfolds
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| As we lie together staring at the moon
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| Illuminated silence the still of night consumes
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| Love on trial, it’s been messing with my head
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| In denial wait for what the jury says
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| So much violence in this twisted town
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| One hand in the fire the other reaching out
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| Are we so different, our hearts, bodies and bones
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| So much resistance rebellion bleeds out
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| Love on trial, it’s been messing with my head
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| In denial wait for what the jury says
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| Love on trial, so much left unsaid
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| In denial the guillotine above my head
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| Here we are again thinking about the world (the world)
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| What our children will be left what we have learnt
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| Here we are afraid the point of no return
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| If we only take a step back (step back)
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| Reverse
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| (Oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh)
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| Love on trial, it’s been messing with my head
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| In denial the guillotine above my head
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| Love on trial, so much left unsaid |