| Are you a drone?
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| Fixed to gaze
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| Can’t help a clone existential is prohibited
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| Our only role, survive and breed
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| We walk alone to the pulse pushing us the dream
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, everything you ever need
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| It’s cold outside
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| When you do these things alone
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| But the bridges are burning, but we let go
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| You’re up at night
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| Bring cyclones to your toes
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| The world is turning, turning, turning
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, the cycle carbon colony
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, everything you ever need
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| When you lose at life, its a bagging for someone
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| I am nonchalant and I don’t
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| We stress or slide
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| In a soundtrack silhouette
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| Deus ex machina
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| For the people that grow cold, everywhere they go
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| Good god baby, trying their best
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| The commandments that you broke, little liars post
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| Poly-rhythmic, distancing
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| From the system that grows old
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| This generation knows, rambles changing minds from their time
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| Until that grass is mowed, everywhere I go
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| Good god I’d be, I’d be, I’d be
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, everything you ever need
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| You never know sin, if you never know sleep
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| You never know shallow, if you never know deep
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| You never know secrets if you don’t have a peek
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| The future’s the forest of the unknown
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| Under the sound
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| Under the sound, recycled carbon colony
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| Under the sound (under the sound)
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| Under the sound, everything you ever need
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| Under the sound |