| There is no shelter; |
| just the body that God gave us And all we can do is to hope that that’s enough
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| Well, I know the rules; |
| always did
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| They are written inside of my eyelids
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| It’s an imperfect world we live in,
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| But it’s the only world we have
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| The less we get, the more we want
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| In this throwaway society
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| Fading to the point of no return
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| We’re at a crossroads
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| Just follow the compass of your heart
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| Until we all get torched
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| Get torched by the undying sun
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| WHEN WE’RE DEAD AND GONE
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| WHEN OUR MISTAKE’S BEEN DONE
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| A CELESTIAL CORPSE WILL CARRY ON
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| AND IT WILL ILLUSTRATE
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| HOW WE UNDERMINED OUR OWN EXISTENCE
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| WHEN WE’RE DEAD AND GONE A AND OUR MISTAKE’S BEEN DONE
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| LET’S ALL JUST FACE THE FACTS
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| NO MATTER HOW WE BEND OR BREAK IT
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| WE MAKE THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE
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| Out of all our human-crafted artifacts
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| The longest-lasting will be our redesigned atmosphere
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| Now, how does that make you feel that we’re beyond repair?
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| We sealed our fate in this slow-motion suicide
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| The less we get, the more we want
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| In this throwaway society
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| Fading to the point of no return
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| We’re at a crossroads
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| Just follow the compass of your heart
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| Until we all get torched
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| Get torched by the undying sun
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| What we set in motion must play itself out
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| So we can hand the Earth over in better shape than we accepted it |