| Shake me if there’s any movement
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| Warn me if you hear a sound
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| Coded, flickered, triggered
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| Signals buried underground
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| From my ruin, long forgotten
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| Dreams of hope arise in smoke
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| I am black box, I remember
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| Every promise that you broke
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| Knowing there’s no point in running
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| At daybreak, we’ll soon be found
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| Wake me when you see them coming
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| Hear their steel keels run aground
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| From my ruin, long forgotten
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| Dreams of hope arise in smoke
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| I am black box, I remember
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| Every promise that you broke
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| The canyon floor provides protection
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| The star-filled sky is dark remote
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| Satellite and drone detection
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| Seize the time and catch your throat
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| Buildings opened to the sky glow
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| Timbers tumble through the floor
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| Chopper downwash; |
| overhead noose
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| Jet buzz lasso, stay indoors |