| Mainframe frantically inspecting the surface
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| Wired sensors embracing disturbance
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| What started as a mental rejection
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| Now dancing with detecting deception
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| Lidless
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| Merely a disaster in disguise
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| Lidless
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| The longer I stare the less I believe my eyes
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| Circumstance none more suspicious
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| Ungraceful, increasingly hurtful to witness
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| Divert me another second in this rueful turmoil
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| And I’ll cover myself in a full body armor made of tin foil
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| Lidless
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| Merely a disaster in disguise
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| Lidless
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| The longer I stare the less I believe my eyes
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| The movements behind the drapery
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| Make me question what you’re saying to me
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| A little paranoia’s all that’s needed
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| To avoid these pitfalls — stay undefeated
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| Been through this enough times
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| To know what you say ain’t what you think
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| Eyes so fixed between the lines
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| That I ain’t got a second to spare to blink
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| Observation of the highest grade
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| Unfolding all behind what’s being portrayed
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| I keep delusions out of my face
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| And refuse to be held in place
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| Your schemes exposed, unraveling
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| — I'm keen to show it ain’t happening
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| Appear as a cure, but you’re merely a leech
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| About to end prematurely that speech |