| Well it’s a force of nature to be recognized
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| In the various equation of the social kind
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| We look to our left, and turn to the right
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| Always taking back, when the hit starts to rise…
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| Rise (rise, rise)
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| Rise (rise, rise)
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| Pre-Chorus:
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| And no one will tell you (no one will tell you)
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| Nobody will tell you (nobody will tell you)
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy
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| Well it’s random of reaction, that’s divided by urge
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| A single handed effort, in the escalade
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| The static will clear, ad the masses evolve
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| The loss of information, as the message fades away…
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| (Away, Away)
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| Fades Away (away, away)
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| Pre-Chorus:
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| And no one will tell you (no one will tell you)
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| Nobody will tell you (nobody will tell you)
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy
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| (Instrumental)
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| R-Rise
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| (And no one will tell you)
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| Rise
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| (Nobody will tell you)
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| R-Rise
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| (And no one will tell you)
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| Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy
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| It’s a measure of disorder
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| A matter of time
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| We’re living in entropy |