Thrown into the light / Taught how to believe /
It's a shame that we live in an imperfect world
You were conditioned from birth / A model citizen you
Who are we to stand here in the way of
Upon one foggy afternoon, a foolish man ran out of
Here we are again, standing alone on the brink of
A call to arms nobody hears / Our efforts fallen
Taken for granted am I / Yet I know he
When you look back on the best night of your
Eyes opened to a world of flashing lights / Of
Every time I look into this board of abstract numbers
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