| Am I a projection? |
| Am I just a brain in a jar?
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| Like a cat in a box, neither dead or alive
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| Can anybody say who we are?
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| The world that you see, it is not really real
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| The minute that you let down your guard
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| A meteorite comes from outer space
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| The harbinger of a stellar scream
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| Blazing a trail through the ancient skies
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| Nostradamus- the fever dream
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| I feel like I’m floating in space
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| You, me, the entire human race
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| They’ve got the power to shut the sky
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| Everything can be undone
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| My apocalyptic dread is intensified
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| Burning as bright as the sun
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| Is this simulation of the universe
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| More complex than we could conceive
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| Cryptic symbols spell Atlantean code
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| Computing at incredible speed
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| Light in the sky- Look for the sign
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| They vowed to return- For you and I
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| A system error- The Dyatlov Pass
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| The coming terror- the Men in Lead Masks!
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| Nostradami, drawing near
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| So many predictions
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| Run in fear
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| Gaining the power to punch a hole
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| Right through this reality’s heart
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| Who can say who made us this way
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| Will they reset the system to start?
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| A visitation- the edge of space
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| A computation- lost without a trace
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| Our civilization- just guinea pigs
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| Something is out there- something big!
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| Nostradami, drawing near
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| So many predictions
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| Run in fear |