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i'm a grain of sand in the desert land
that i call life
so i furl my flag and i never look back
i go straight to what the future holds
as i flirt with security
there's nothing left for me
call your world an asylum
walk straight to insanity
in the darkest days
it's like a sensation to me
a stream of light
while the machines are turning
it feels like i'm burning
in a fire that came so suddenly
eclipsed by nothing else
away from true or false
there's a riot in my brain
so nothing will stay the same
you may build you may find the key
to your refuge
i don't search because i can't see
any refuge
live with your program
it's like an empty slogan
what will the children say?
i never gave up rebellion
too much went wrong
my father was the state for me
but i guess it was freedom
to find myself in the "white room"
as i see you in the distance
i'm left with pure existence
you may build you may find the key
to your refuge
i don't search because i can't see
any refuge
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