| You found the world with your eyes and set the struggle alight
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| I turned it back, black and white, so I could stay out of sight
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| We fight each other alive and throw ourselves at the triumph of life
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| I grew wings and a beak just to stay on my feet
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| I spill blood from my mouth into yours and survive;
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| You chased me off of the ground
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| I drew you into the clouds, triumph of life
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| Many millions of a kind, to the ground confined
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| The few heads that rise up. |
| Learn to take to the sky
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| Carry the breed in a seed as the family dies
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| The dead emboldened by the living who learned how to fly
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| As you get better at killing I get better at surviving
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| When you get better at looking, I get better at hiding
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| Evolution of sames who change shape in the race
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| And so we run together just to stay in the same place
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| Red queens in our genes as we rippled and swell, unfold the heart of a shell
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| We move in step like machines, not one but a sum, not a drop but a wave
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| Similar we behave not a point but a hum
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| The war is like a symphony that rings through our lives
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| We dance together in violence for a chance to survive
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| We spin around each other to rise up as we strive
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| To gain an edge and for a moment leave the struggle behind
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| Geminate to attain the greatness the dance sustains
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| We’re both links in the chain wound tight in a braid
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| We throw our lives at the game and at each other we aim
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| Crusades of change for the best we made each other
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| Became worlds of color and war wrought out of peaceful greys
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| Violent orison that the best within us all will arise
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| Compete for elites, erode the old to select without death
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| There’s no best winnow to perfect, triumph of life
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| We twist around the hot white fire of life
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| At once apart and together we split to unite
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| Evolve the same strength in each other that we use to collide;
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| Becoming synonyms for antonyms, we combine to divide
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| We kill each other as a test and use what’s left as defense
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| Your poison builds in me, a venom that I use to dispense
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| Swallow in, spit out, give birth to death
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| We persist in each other. |
| Dust to life to exist
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| We’ve fought a war with each other since the beginning of time
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| Two coils form a ladder that we use to climb
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| The generation of nations of diversity we overcame
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| To combine and then to give up our lives
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| As we run from the violence that we left in our wake
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| We give dust to the lives that to live we must take
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| To usher in a new means to conceive. |
| Please believe
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| That we would die today to save the ones on the way
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| We closed the volume of life and each page took a side
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| They came together and erased what was once a divide
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| A symmetry, finally as we transcend our strife
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| There are no sides no divide just the triumph of life |