Unhinge all hearts with speed.
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If you need something to believe,
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we can bury them deep.
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We'll put our faith in new machines.
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Once we've exhausted all the oil and pornography
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there will be so much to teach
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of the slow math of debt and dreams
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Yeah we deserve that much at least:
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For every land a new war,
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for every man a new disease.
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Queue the years!
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Hold our breaths to shallow beats.
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We should storm the beach
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and unhinge our lungs at least.
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Unhinge all hearts asleep.
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If you need something to believe,
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new science always feeds us
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new bombs and new TV's.
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and who here will say
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the rate of pay for their working day
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is not outweighed by their fatigue?
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The new math of debt and dreams.
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Yeah we deserve that much at least:
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For every land a new war,
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for every man a new disease.
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Queue the years!
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Hold our breaths to shallow beats.
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We should storm the beach
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and unhinge our lungs at least.
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Yeah for every land a new war,
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for every man a new disease.
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Slow Math
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| Crime In Stereo |
