| Coat of Arms |
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| Our world is shrinking |
| It keeps you thinking |
| Can we take any more? |
| Old men lying |
| Not even trying |
| To leave an open door |
| They’ll never tell ya |
| They’ll only fool ya |
| Cause it’s part of a plan |
| We’re multiplying |
| It’s stupefying |
| Nothing you’d understand |
| They’ll only game us |
| As they frame us |
| As we bend to their will |
| They try to shame us |
| And contain us |
| As they go for the kill |
| We saw the warnings |
| Every morning |
| Repeated every day |
| We changed the station |
| Our sole reaction |
| And then we just turned away |
| We heard the warnings |
| Every morning |
| Getting getting our way |
| The endless chatter |
| It didn’t matter |
| And we win all with the day |
| Our world is shrinking |
| It keeps you thinking |
| I can’t take anymore |
| Old men lying |
| Not even trying |
| To leave an open door |
