| Who are you?
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| (Greetings fellow human I’m your guide)
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| Guide me to
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| The furthest expanses of space and time
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| (You were right)
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| You said this day would come
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| I said to bite your tongue
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| Hold that word in your lungs
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| (Hold it tight)
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| A figure to play god
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| Holding my hand yet not
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| Leading me forth to rot
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| But I’m delirious, I’m delirious
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| Because they’re claiming us
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| Yet we just watch and smile
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| This is serious, this is serious
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| Are you delirious?
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| Where is your inner child?
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| With all my decomposing
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| I find a peace within my closing
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| I’m addicted to this fantasy
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| My inner child is waiting
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| It’s begging for more
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| I don’t like your views on territory
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| If you want it
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| You take it
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| And claim it as yours
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| Everybody thinks so differently
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| The judgement
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| The lying
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| And there’s always more
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| I’ll stay here in my fantasy
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| With the magic and wonder
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| Through the clouds I soar
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I’ll play the victim to no one
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| I’ll play the victim to no one
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| I feel the knowledge, shame and wisdom
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| Breaking through my
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| Child’s mind
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| I feel less hopeful
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| Imagination’s waning
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| This is infanticide
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| (You were right)
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| You said this day would come
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| I said to bite your tongue
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| Hold that word in your lungs
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| (Hold it tight)
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| A figure to play god
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| Holding my hand yet not
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| Leading me forth to rot
|
| But I’m delirious, I’m delirious
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| Because they’re claiming us
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| Yet we just watch and smile
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| This is serious, this is serious
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| Are you delirious?
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| Where is your inner child?
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| With all my decomposing
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| I find a peace within my closing
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| (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
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| (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
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| (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
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| (Woah, woah, woah, woah) |