| Step into the rhythm of a head on collision
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| Corrosion leaves scars 'pon the inside
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| Hands are tied, eyes open wide
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| Difficulties that come with time
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| Coloured by beauty, the soil, the sea
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| Never once did you think this can happen to
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| We always trying to master the slave
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| Now i look to save the slave in me
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| In memories, the pressures are lifted
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| Come again from born in another form
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| Restricted by restrain marked clearly by an absent stain
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| In desperate times, we pay a price
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| Then gasp and scream as them twist the knife
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| See this is not a presence unseen
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| It’s a future past from machete to machine
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| Open up to the physical…
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| The cracks was there, in need of repair
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| But you left them to fend for themselves
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| Watch chaos ensue, as if you never knew
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| Maybe just maybe we should tell you
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| Maybe just maybe we can feel you
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| Maybe just maybe we can save you
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| Maybe just maybe we will kill you
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| Coloured views of the soil, the sea
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| Never once did you think this could happen to me
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| Always trying to master the slave
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| Now i look to save the slave in me
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| Future plans simply ripped from our means
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| We can’t compete left with death and disease
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| From stroke of a pen, from beneath we descends
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| Into a never ending bottomless shift
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| Theres a World
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| Theres a World of a word
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| Theres a Word of some words
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| Theres a Word of some Worlds
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| Blood on boil on the flesh
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| Mechanisms on stress
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| Comin' like the steel on a wheel
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| While the numbers makes sense
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| Dividing visible power with the speed of desire
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| Subtract the presence of guilt from the riches of pleasure
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| Now your opened up to the physical
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| The cracks was there, in need of repair
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| But you left them to fend for themselves
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| Watch chaos ensue, as if you never knew
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| Maybe just maybe we should tell you
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| Maybe just maybe we can feel you
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| Maybe just maybe we can save you
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| Maybe just maybe we will kill you
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| Coloured views of the soil, the sea
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| Never once did you think this could happen to
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| We always trying to master the slave
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| Now i look to save the slave in me |