| Digging to the thick of what started this
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| Tell me, are you innocent or are you a part of it?
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| Secrets creeping through the streets
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| When the bleak won’t bleed
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| And the loyal stand powerless to take a knee
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| I see somethin' brewing in the backgrounds
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| It’s not hard to tell when it’s done so well
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| I was on a roll but had no one to stop me
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| So hear me out this time
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| I won’t be spineless
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| When everyone has something to say
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| It makes no difference when there is nobody listening
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| We watch and wait
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| We sit and watch
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| We sit and watch their heads turn
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| They’ll keep on spinning till their work is done
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| When the work is done
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| No need to even worry, to worry
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| It won’t be long until you see it’s the owl heads turning all along
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| Any eyes can see somethin' brewing in the backgrounds
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| It’s not hard to tell
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| When it’s done so well
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| I was on a roll but had no one to stop me
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| So hear me out this time
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| I won’t be spineless
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| See to the core of the underground
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| I’m feeling forgotten
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| When they need to know the roots of this name
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| It’s more then just a group
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| And I’ve seen the proof
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| That would ruin each and every one of you
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| We’re all stepping on a bed of nails
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| Tread lightly, tread lightly
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| Stepping on a bed of nails, on a bed of nails
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| Tread lightly, tread lightly
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| It won’t be long until you see it’s the owl heads turning all along
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| Yeah
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| We’re all stepping on a bed of nails
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| Tread lightly |