| There is a leak in the boat we are in
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| A leak everybody is ignoring
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| Ignoring the storm, ignoring the thunder
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| We are going under
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| Because power pollutes whatever it touches
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| We are eaten by darkness
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| Darkness in our souls, in our pulsing veins
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| Devouring our brains
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| Whining echoes inside the eye of a hurricane
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| Are lifted from the ground in a brutal dance
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| Moving in slow motion, the rats are coming out again
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| Maggots and leeches take over, infesting this place
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| Guided by tyrants
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| Fooled by clowns
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| Someone under pressure folds, others get productive
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| Yet just a simple person with simple thoughts and needs
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| Can take control, avoiding being abducted
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| By others' illusive ideas and creeds
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| It’s all about perspective, about choices
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| Not about rumors and noises
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| It’s about the transition from dust to gold
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| We’ve been worshiping the wrong gods
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| Guided by tyrants
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| Fooled by clowns
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| We are playing victims, it’s feeble
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| It brought us to the bottom of the well
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| There is a leak |