| Watching the decoys of all description
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| Sparkle of colour creating diversion
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| The liars are out — they have all the assets
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| Mining for oil, they were bleeding for gold
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| Fruit tasting bitter, the lead in the air
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| Butcher the womb and expect her to bear
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| Forests are falling there’s smoke in my throat
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| Machine over man and the mass over mind
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| Re-assurance from face on my screen
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| Appointment with destiny for those who will run
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| Out of the virus immunity comes
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| Out of the virus immunity comes
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| Watching the decoys of all description
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| Sparkle of colour creating diversion
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| The liars are out they have all the assets
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| Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold
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| Fruit tasting bitter and the lead in the air
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| Butcher the womb and expect her to bear
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| (At least you’ll be awake!) |