| In a glimmer of bright hope
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| Our dreams they become white hot
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| A meltdown we never saw coming
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| So soak up the surprise and welcome the blind
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| And begin this thought I reveal tonight
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| This is not your day
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| You’re moving too fast
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| Rewire the day
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| For synthetic relapse
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| And you know what you’ve done
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| But you care nothing to fix it
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| This is not your day
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| You’re moving too fast
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| Rewire the day
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| For synthetic relapse
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| Nothing is real
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| Nothing is fake
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| You’ve cut me today
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| But you know I won’t bleed much
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| Those are the facts
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| You’ve shown me today
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| But you know I won’t give much
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| This is not your day
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| You’re moving too fast
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| Rewire the day
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| For synthetic relapse
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| You belong in a cage made of cement
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| Organized failure to gift you the sun
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| You belong in a cage made of cement
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| Organized failure to gift you the sun
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| You belong in a cage made of cement
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| Organized failure to reach for the sun
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| Organized failure to repo the sun
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| You belong in a cage made of cement
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| Organized failure to reach for the sun
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| Hatred
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| In me
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| Comes clean
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| Hatred
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| You see
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| In me
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| Nightly
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| So the time has come to let go of it all
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| It has come for the lights to be reborn
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| Ease in like a fresh wind and go out like a flame
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| Ctrl-alt-delete
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| You’re a physical rebirth
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| Reattach
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| Ctrl-alt-delete
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| You’re a digital recourse
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| And complete
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| Ctrl-alt-delete
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| You’re a physical rebirth
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| Reattach
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| Ctrl-alt-delete
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| You’re a digital recourse
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| And repeat
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| Delete |