emergency dispatch i think something's wrong
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with words its so hard to construe
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the images follow a dream through a song
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the nightmare has finally come true
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rhetorical speeches are made on the screen
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to shut us up and rest assure
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an obviously panicked media machine
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is testing the will of a country so unsure
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mission complete we lost control
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suddenly frightened by it all
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to put it simply we will never be the same
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there is no redemption in this war
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so please don't forget what this is for
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cause that's how our history is made
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security caught with their hands in the air
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the lock on the gate was destroyed
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now everyone rises from the lassiez faire
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we can empty the cup but we cannot fill the void
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without an enemy to kill
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the blood of the innocent is spilled
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to put it lightly we are not one and the same
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prepare yourself for disaster now
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so few are sane here anyhow
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i realize that words don't justify the pain
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set up the guillotine
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and televise the execution
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we have to ask ourselves, can we feel safe?
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you can't spell believe without lie
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Insecurity Alert
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No Use For A Name |