| Emergency dispatch i think something’s wrong
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| With words its so hard to construe
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| The images follow a dream through a song
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| The nightmare has finally come true
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| Rhetorical speeches are made on the screen
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| To shut us up and rest assure
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| An obviously panicked media machine
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| Is testing the will of a country so unsure
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| Mission complete we lost control
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| Suddenly frightened by it all
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| To put it simply we will never be the same
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| There is no redemption in this war
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| So please don’t forget what this is for
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| Cause that’s how our history is made
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| Security cop with their hands in the air
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| The lock on the gate was destroyed
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| Now everyone rises from the lassiez faire
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| We can empty the cup but we cannot fill the void
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| Without an enemy to kill
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| The blood of the innocent is spilled
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| To put it lightly we are not one and the same
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| Prepare yourself for disaster now
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| So few are sane here anyhow
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| I realize that words don’t justify the pain
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| Set up the guillotine
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| And televise the execution
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| We have to ask ourselves, can we feel safe?
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| You can’t spell believe without lie |