| As we stand in awkward silence
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| And see these crazy things
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| While this world goes on corrupted
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| And we lose sight of our being
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| What’s the point in desperate measures?
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| When we’re out of desperate time
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| When our hope has been succumbed to fear
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| And filled within our eyes
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| Well just maybe there’s another way
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| Beyond this great divide
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| As we dream unforgiving dream of all the things we hide
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| As we look into the future
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| As we hold into the past
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| Now we’re falling from the sky once more
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| And now we’re falling fast! |
| so
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| Lets get right out of here
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| Crashland and be on our way
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| Before its too late
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| Crashland with no controls
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| What do you say?
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| We’re going down
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| Whats the matter with this picture?
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| It’s time to set it straight
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| We guide a course with engines failing while
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| Cries of maydays circulate
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| The airs been thick up here for miles and miles
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| It seems to never clear
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| Conducting energy and images
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| We’ve been programmed to 'round here
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| Spewing filth down in these trenches
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| Bruised and battered bleeding eyes
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| Infected far beyond recovery
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| Holding on to dear life inside
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| Just as we’re soaring to the future
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| And coldly holding to the past
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| And now we’re falling from the sky once more
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| And now we’re falling fast! |
| so
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| Lets get right out of here
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| Crashland and be on our way
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| Before its too late
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| Crashland with no controls
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| What do you say?
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| It’s getting harder to sleep
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| I swear I’ve lost my mind
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| Spinning right out of control
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| And this illusions taking over
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| We find another gateway to the soul
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| Corrupted paradise, a landslide
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| An unforgiving dream that we once knew
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| Well systems fail this is an S.O.S. |
| for help
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| As we suffocate
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| Pressure blows with strength and tends to choke
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| At every turn we make
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| Sounds of mayday, can you hear me?!
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| Low on fuel and burning fast
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| Don’t know how long we can survive this cuz we’re
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| Going down and falling fast! |
| so!
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| Lets get right out of here
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| Crashland and be on our way
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| Before its too late
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| Crashland with no controls
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| What do you say?
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| (Bridge:)
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| Four strong, disguise
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| There’s no way out
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| We’re falling fast
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| We’re going down
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| Aborting!
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| Four strong disguise, we’re falling
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| Falling with no control
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| This time the cabins shaking
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| This time there’s silence as we fall
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| Lets get right out of here
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| Crashland and be on our way
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| Before its too late
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| Crashland with no controls
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| What do you say?
|
| Lets get right out of here
|
| Crashland and be on our way
|
| Before its too late
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| Crashland with no controls
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| What do you say?
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| Hey hey
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| Do you say
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| Its time to finish what we started
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| Gotta spin ourselves right out of control
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| Hey hey
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| Do you say
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| I see a clearing up ahead
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| As we continue spinning out of control |