| What do we gain?
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| They’re all insane
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| Nothing to say for themselves
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| Show us the way, lead us astray
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| Give it all up to feel ”safe"
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| Self-prescribed addiction
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| This is our affliction
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| I will never sleep again
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| Taking back control
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| Defeating a devil a day
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| A slight insinuation to divide and conquer
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| Crowd control
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| You’re snug as a bug in a rug
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| It takes some interdiction to divide and conquer
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| Give me a throne, leave us alone
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| Preaching the ways of the dead
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| Playing a game, you’re all the same
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| But I’ve never heard of your name
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| Self-designed conviction
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| This is your religion
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| I will never sleep again
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| Taking back control
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| Defeating a devil a day
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| A slight insinuation to divide and conquer
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| Crowd control
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| You’re snug as a bug in a rug
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| It takes some interdiction to divide and conquer
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| When push comes to shove, my friend
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| You’re gone at the drop of a dime
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| I guess I’ll set the clock to wintertime
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| Beware of all of the eyes in the shadows
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| So beat around the bush
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| ’cus ignorance is bliss
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| But we know, yes we know
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| Which way the wind is blowing
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| Let the sleeping dogs lie dead
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| Taking back control
|
| Defeating a devil a day
|
| A slight insinuation to divide and conquer
|
| Crowd control
|
| You’re snug as a bug in a rug
|
| It takes some interdiction to divide and conquer
|
| When push comes to shove, my friend
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| You’re gone at the drop of a dime
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| I guess I’ll set the clock to wintertime
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| Beware of all of the eyes in the shadows |