| Control, they hold on to this ray of light
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| Their mind’s cheating the old frames of time
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| And they all fear our freedom inside
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| Like a blind man’s resolution to see again
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| But the truth lies beyond the sun
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| Denied to go down the streets unrestrained
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| This right to walk without saying my name
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| What they do is raise capacity
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| To observe the hive’s affinities
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| And they all fear our freedom inside
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| Pushing on until all chances have died
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| Like a blind man’s resolution to see again
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| But the truth lies beyond the sun. |
| (Resolution)
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| (We are gods, we don’t save, we don’t save)
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| His attempt of retribution, consistently
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| Is a threat to society |