| False happiness is on the rise
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| See the victims piled high
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| In a room, without a roof
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| Sharp mind, eternal youth
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| I’ll be the first to never die
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| Nice thought, and I’m never gonna lose it
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| The city grows within my head
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| Street plans follow electric grids
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| Brick and steel house everything
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| I am the founder of myself
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| And I’m never gonna lose it
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| Never gonna lose it
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| On my eyes
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| Lithe in thought and pumping blood
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| Muscle, bone and ligament twined
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| Answer only to that point of light
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| Love its shine
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| And I’m never gonna lose it
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| From this throne see the curve of the earth
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| Turn around see it curve right back
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| History’s my backyard, eternity’s my reward
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| I have it all and all is mine
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| And I’m never gonna lose it
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| Never gonna lose it
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| Why does it shake?
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| The body
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| Why does it move?
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| The fear
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| Welcome the stranger
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| The stranger always wins
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| He enters the temple
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| It falls
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| It falls, it always falls
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| Why does it shake?
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| The body |