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Endless train of thought running through my mind
Things aren't what they seem in these treacherous times
Currents shift
We swim against the tide
Unbelievers dressed in smiling suede
Can't fill the void
Can't dull the blade
All counterfeit and gimcrack cheats selling the truth!
This generation knows it
This desolation shows it
This detonation can lift you high
Fascination feeds on jagged lives
With a silver palm and a bunch of fives
Setting your feet on a one way street
It's a road to ruin!
This generation knows it
This desolation shows it
This detonation can lift you high
Detonate my dreams
Detonate my dreams
Turning back the clock reverse in time
Talking sideways with no reason or rhyme
All by themselves in a private hell
The chosen few
This generation knows it
This desolation shows it
This detonation can lift you high
This generation knows it
This desolation shows it
This detonation can lift you high
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