| Everytime I turn around
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| Someone tries to bring me down
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| Spinning in a whirlpool
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| Competition over rules again
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| Intelligence and arrogance
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| Free the fire of righteousness
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| Attitude and sacrifice
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| Change inside ain’t no time, wait
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| One more vulgar wrote the story
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| Stops to watch my heart
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| Catch me if you can
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| The power that’s in front of me
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| The masters of technology
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| They fought them in a slaughterhouse
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| Is all we need to know
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| They cibilize antagonize
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| Good enough to satisfy
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| All the needs all the lusts
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| All the dough
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| Laugh of a line
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| Try to decide but we don’t
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| The chips are down
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| But the prices are up
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| So we’re told
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| It’s the times that I feel
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| Like I’m losing all control
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| Back to the worlds and machines
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| Is where we go
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| That’s the place where we go
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| Twisting and turning are dreams to the top
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| Pictures of change and it never stops
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| Back to the worlds and machines
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| Acting on the silver screen
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| Killers everywhere are seen
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| Going in the streets at night
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| Taking on the world tonight
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| Repression is a state of mind
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| That could explode at anytime
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| Systems kick in over ride
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| Look out, missiles fly
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| Try a why
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| Sign of the times
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| Where do we go from here
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| Future destroyed
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| No wonder we don’t share
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| Will we live
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| Will we live to grow old
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| Back to worlds and machines
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| Is where we go
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| That’s the place where we go
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| Back to the worlds and machines we go
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| Down through the back is where we know
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| Back to the worlds and machines
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| Go
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| That’s the place where we go
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| Go
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| Twisting and turning are dreams to the top
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| Pictures of change and it never stops
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| Back to the worlds and machines |