i surrender to your logical sense
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where bad and good are black and white
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where it's easy to point out who is wrong
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who's to be damned and who is alright
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there will be a niche for me
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somewhere in your sketch-book world
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it's down to categories
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it's down to the death of fantasy
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i surrender to your will to unite
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'WE' is holy and 'I' doesn't count
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where i follow the winds of my time
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majorities rule out doubt
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i'll cheer along and stay in line
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step a step your sketch-book world
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it's bound to categories
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it's down to the death of fantasy
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one is barely nothing - i surrender
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only whispers - i surrender
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can't call out loud - i surrender
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may i just be dust in this world
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still this world is made of me
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may i cry out against the wind
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it will always carry me
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i'll cheer along and stay in line
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step a step your sketch-book world
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it's bound to categories
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it's down to the death of fantasy
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we praise conformity
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mesmerized by unity
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Surrender
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Eloy |