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Out in the fields where the shadows run deep, they planted a lie we were too blind to keep.

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Flag in the wind, but the stars feel wrong. A trojan horse rolls while we hum and song.

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For us dumb the hinges, truss and decay. The walls ain't hiding, they're out in the day.

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The war's on us, it's in our homes. In the wires and the words and the cold grey drones.

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A beast in the system, a fire in the sky. It's not a question of when. It's a matter of why.

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A plastic grand, seldom peace while the battle begins. A tyrant's coat in the circuit's home.

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The battle hymns written in the algorithms drum. Look for the smoke, you'll see the gears.

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A face on the screen, but it feeds on our fears. A war in the system, a fire in the sky.

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It's not a question of where the smoke, you'll see the gears. A face on the screen, but it feeds on our fears.

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Widers in the words and the cold grey drones. A beast in the system, a fire in the sky.

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It's not a question of when. It's a matter of why.