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(Verse) |
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Transported miles from my home |
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Replicate things that you know |
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Half life automation on repeat |
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As a voice came on the fifty foot high screen |
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(Chorus) |
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No reaction |
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And no sign |
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There's no time |
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To rectify |
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Anxiety reducer |
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No one else around |
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Anxiety reducer |
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You'll never touch the ground |
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(Verse) |
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So called human fiber recognized |
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A struggle, willing blow from inside |
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Calculate your footsteps second lifetime |
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Reborn on the day everything has died |
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(Chorus) |
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No reaction |
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And no sign |
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There's no time |
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To rectify |
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Anxiety reducer |
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No one else around |
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Anxiety reducer |
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You'll never touch the ground |