...Dancing on the borderline...
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...4-3-2-1...
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Hello, although I'm a static Zero.
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I'm fighting all your wars,
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While you dwell in your hypocrisy
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You think the world is fine,
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When all the evil's overlined
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Before you wake up this morning...
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Well, hello there, you're the local superhero?
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Your stronghold's but a paper bag,
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We suffer for your promised land
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Excuse is really thin,
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Hide your revealed Achilles' heel...
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Before a new brave morning...
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All you little superheroes,
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Fall short without all them zeroes
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Up high in the sky is your brave new world,
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And so powerless are they miracles...
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Ones, they walk before the rows of O's,
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And soon it dawns on them, how to make billions...
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Dream up a world, oh how powerless are thy miracles...
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...I'm so tired to fight you
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The Sun is, oh, so desperate to set tonight,
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Ashamed to light a lie...
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All you little superheroes,
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Fall short without all them zeroes
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Up high in the sky's your brave new world,
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Your homestead's not yours much longer...
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These people win elections, empowered by you!
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These wars are never ending, acceptance just mind-bending
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It's a conspiracy and as always the end is here
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We were born that day...
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This destiny wrote us a life we now waste away
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Waste it away, do it today...
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My life is fine, so why would I care...
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Because it's not my ass, per se, on the line.
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All you little superheroes...
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...Dancing on the borderline...
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4-3-2-1-do it today!
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Zeroes
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| Sonata Arctica |
