| Mesmerised by hidden signs
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| We’re caught in the headlights
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| An instinct from within
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| Slips away, watch it ricochet
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| Through eyes of disarray
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| We’ve formed a second skin
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| Now modified, we multiply
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| Living to comply
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| New history begins
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| Overthrow
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| We’ve waited for this moment far too long
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| We are the threat to your position on the throne
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| This sedated world is now gripped by the throat
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| These parasites have been unleashed and we’re the host
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| Are we free or is this a dream?
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| Ignoring distant screams
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| We’re seeking our desires
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| How the prey get led astray
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| Will we turn away
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| When our hearts are set on fire?
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| Pacified, not purified
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| Our minds are tranquilised
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| Nothing will inspire
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| Overthrow
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| We’ve waited for this moment far too long
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| We are the threat to your position on the throne
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| This sedated world is now gripped by the throat
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| These parasites have been unleashed and we’re the host
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| We are the host
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| We are the host
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| We are the host
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| Fear is just another dirty tool they use
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| To keep us all inside the lines they choose
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| Overthrow
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| We’ve waited for this moment far too long
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| We are the threat to your position on the throne
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| This sedated world is now gripped by the throat
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| These parasites have been unleashed and we’re the host |