| Sounds unfold from the city below and penetrate my state of mind
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| Awakening me with the silence of tomorrow
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| A new solar day has begun but its gray as the one before
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| Without sense of time, the apathy in me grows
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| Gazing out on the streets, the mechanical self takes control
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| Dead is the sight of mine and I merge with the electric eyes
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| Absorbed in the world of the hollow
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| Fade-out, fade-out
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| Fall astray
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| Can’t recall what I’m searching for
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| Renumbered
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| Fade-out, fade-out
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| Fall astray
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| Maintain that I need more
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| Attempered
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| In paradigms I fall astray
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| A situation with no return
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| I yield to the blinding lights summoning me to the core of the city
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| Outside the air is sulfa, choking me with liquid flames
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| Without sense of harm I move toward the center
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| Amongst the crowd of drones I walk, with a massive pulse we approach
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| Cold is the atmosphere
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| As we wait for the words to comply I taste the surge to devour
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| Determination’s born in my self
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| And released through the sensory circuits in mind
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| Face the lie, embrace and decontrol
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| Re-awake
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| The last man dies alone
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| Spurn to follow
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| Fade-out, fade-out
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| Fall astray
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| Can’t recall what I’m searching for
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| Renumbered
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| Fade-out, fade-out
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| Fall astray
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| Maintain that I need more
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| Attempered
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| In paradigms I fall astray forever
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| Forever gone |