| Are you a nightmare or an oracle
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| Unavoidable?
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| Are you the future, or a plausible
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| Worst-case scenario?
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| You’ve visited in my sleep
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| Every night this week
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| Curled yourself in my lap
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| And smiled while you spoke:
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| «Once we’ve poisoned all the water
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| Once we’ve blackened out the air
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| We’ll finish murdering each other
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| Fair is fair»
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| I tried to talk you down:
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| «There's a better half you’re not looking at
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| A greater empathy — «You shrugged me off
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| Talked over me:
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| «You & your simple life
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| Come at a complex price
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| And they’re busting through the gates
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| To steal it for themselves —
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| I say we razorblade the borders
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| Or even take the fight to them
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| Let’s go slaughtering the natives
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| Again
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| Or we can fire up the program
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| Let the drones do all the dirt
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| Might even win a Nobel Peace Prize
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| Well-deserved»
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| It’s every bit as ugly
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| Every bit as brutal
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| Every bit as dark as it’s light
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| Paralyzed, wondering why
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| While she’s dead asleep
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| I’m starving for protection
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| Pulled in all directions
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| Never certain which is the lie:
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| The elegance of being alive
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| Or the agony |