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Brave New World 2
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(Sullivan/Heaton/Harris/Joolz)
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The thick black smoke comes rising up, silent in these dreams
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There's faces leering through the haze, that ripples in the heat
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And words are just some place to hide, a wall that we can run behind
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And truth is twitching, hitching, turning, but locked away deep down inside
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Ch:
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Ha, no, there's nothing wrong here
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Nothing wrong here, nothing at all
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We sat up talking late last night, trying to make some sense
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But we were just skirting round with clever words
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And all the things that we pretend
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There's guard dogs straining at the leash, with the soldiers standing by
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Staring into empty space beyond the twisted wire
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Ch
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So when this nightmare's over, will you just rock me back to sleep
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Tomorrow is another day, passive in their Brave New World
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Brave New World 2
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New Model Army |