| When caught between the devil and the deep blue sea |
| You won't find me anywhere within that binary |
| Not drifting further out and thrashing violently |
| Nor listless and surrendering my being |
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| There is no virtue, no freewill, no god |
| That will lift me from this dying awake |
| Just an ache in my limbs |
| Growing heavy with time |
| The persistent temptation to break |
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| And with boundless delusion |
| We reach out a hand as we fall |
| And as darkness closes around us, we stand tall |
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| Victor and vanquished suffer the very same fate |
| I do not intend to bear witness or participate |
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| Suffer impending doom regardless of vantage |
| Perspectives are formed and carefully managed |
| We're treating the illness |
| Ignoring the source |
| The water is poison, we drank it by force |
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| In a world of vivid colour, our eyes are beaten grey |
| Until all the hues of summer fade away |
| Bleeding away |
| An eternal winter around every dinner table |
| Cold and useless conversations |
| Cold and useless conversations |
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| So, fuck it, laugh it up, boys |
| But just leave me out of it |
| This endless procession |
| This tireless bullshit |
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| We never had a choice |
| Raised to be sycophantic |
| Bend the knee, fucking kiss the hand |
| Kiss the hand that feeds |
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| When caught between the devil and the deep blue sea |
| You won't find me anywhere within that binary |
| Not drifting further out or thrashing violently |
| Just fold my hand and walk the fuck away |
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| Victor and vanquished suffer the very same |
| Victor and vanquished suffer the very same fate |
| Do not intend to bear witness or participate |
|
| Suffer impending doom, regardless of vantage |
| Perspectives are formed and carefully managed |
| We're treating the illness but ignoring the source |
| The water is poison, we drank it by force |
|
| In a world of vivid colour, our eyes are beaten grey |
| Until all the hues of summer fade away |
| They fade away |
| An eternal winter around every dinner table |
| Cold and useless conversations |
| Cold and useless conversations |
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| There's powerful voices screaming "culture war, culture war" |
| The powerful voices that make you feel powerless |
| But you're ill-informed |
| Powerful voices, sowing division, division |
| Powerful voices |
| Anything that divides us should burn, oh |
| Everything that divides us should burn first |
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| And all these conversations will strangle us like weeds |
| But we're not powerless we're just a little bit naive |
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| Victor and vanquished, victor and vanquished |
| Endure the culture war to ensure that we |
| Victor and vanquished, victor and vanquished |
| Are too distracted to identify the enemy |
| Victor and vanquished, victor and vanquished |
| Sit across the aisle, a manufactured hate |
| Victor and vanquished, victor and vanquished |
| Eat fucking shit and smile, suffer the very same fate |
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