| It’s morning in, the age nocturne,
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| Your children’s children live their turn
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| and curfew ends at break of night
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| ever since the violet light
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| violet light
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| violet light
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| 'Cause we murdered the season
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| and we must have control
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| and they’ll accuse you of treason
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| if you dare to say no
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| if you dare to say no
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| And their advice is, keep them reeling
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| clean their thoughts of _____(?)
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| take their hearts and paint their lawns, show
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| pictures of a world that’s gone
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| world that’s gone
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| Let’s murder the season
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| 'cause we must have control
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| and they’ll accuse you of treason
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| if you dare to say no
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| if you dare to say no
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| Yellow finger, future dawns
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| do you just swallow and spawn
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| craven hearts, play for keeps, you
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| make the bedding which they sleep
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| they sleep, they sleep
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| Let’s murder the season
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| 'cause we must have control
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| and they’ll accuse you of treason
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| if you dare to say no
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| if you dare to say no
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| you dare to say no
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| dare to say no |