| It feels like the weight of the world
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| Is constantly pulling it down
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| Breaking and buckling and shaking this fucking
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| Whole goddamn thing right to the ground
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| It feels like the weight of the world
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| Is constantly pulling it down
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| Breaking and buckling and shaking this fucking
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| Whole goddamn thing right to the ground
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| You call this fucking crazy?
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| I’ve seen it all before
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| Half withdrawn and carrying on
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| Like there’s no reason to be alive anymore
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| All unwell
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| Are welcome one and all
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| The insane and the strange
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| Invited all the same
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| We’re on the verge of total destruction
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| Yet still too self-absorbed to care
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| Can’t speak, can’t think, can barely function
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| It’s hard to tell if we’re even there
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| Madness, madness
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| It’s just our personal
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| Madness, madness
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| Insanity taking hold
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| Madness, madness
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| Cash in, it’s time to fold
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| Madness, madness
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| Surrender to the madness within
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| Postcards from the funny farm
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| Regurgitated call to arms
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| The echoes of the past begin to sing
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| The age of reason’s come and gone
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| Into oblivion and beyond
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| Await with terror what tomorrow brings
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| Embrace the cage or plot your escape
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| We’re on the verge of total destruction
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| Yet still too self-absorbed to care
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| Can’t speak, can’t think, can barely function
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| It’s hard to tell if we’re even there
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| Madness, madness
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| It’s nothing personal
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| Madness, madness
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| Insanity’s taking hold
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| Madness, madness
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| Cash in, it’s time to fold
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| Madness, madness
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| Surrender to the madness within
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| Ashes to ashes
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| Ashes to ashes
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| Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
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| Vapor trails, skyscraper failures
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| Puncture structures whose crutches were tailored
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| Ashes to ashes (Ashes to ashes)
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| Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
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| It feels like the weight of the world
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| Is constantly pulling it down
 | 
| Breaking and buckling and shaking this fucking
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| Whole goddamn thing right to the ground
 | 
| It feels like the weight of the world
 | 
| Is constantly pulling it down
 | 
| Breaking and buckling and shaking this fucking
 | 
| Whole goddamn thing right to the ground
 | 
| Madness, madness
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| It’s nothing personal
 | 
| Madness, madness
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| Insanity’s taking hold
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| Madness, madness
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| Cash in, it’s time to fold
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| Madness, madness
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| Defenders of the madness within
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| (Madness, madness, madness, madness, madness, madness) |