| Red lights, alarms, | |
| Warnings announced my birth | |
| A first vision of Earth | |
| Today a child was born | |
| That'd be better dead | |
| A danger for our web” | |
| Let’s go! | |
| Bewitched by their spell | |
| Threatened from all around | |
| I grew in innocence | |
| Those forgotten years | |
| That marked my fate | |
| Soon, I realized | |
| Something was going wrong | |
| Things weren’t what they seem | |
| Never what they seem. | |
| And then in class when | |
| Imagination began to fly… | |
| “Just look at the board!” | |
| (Of fools where we all learned their rules) | |
| To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
| To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
| To morph your soul and thoughts | |
| And fate. | |
| Teens are blind to see | |
| Far beyond their nose, | |
| To watch the strings | |
| Puppets have been made | |
| Vampires and tech-mages | |
| Control the great companies | |
| Where science goes on with the | |
| I feel like I'm in darkness | |
| Not in my real home | |
| Too small for me | |
| To take a breath of air | |
| This, a machinery | |
| All must work well | |
| But I am a piece which | |
| is out of place | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There's a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there's a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| And no one wants to speak about | |
| This is the world you live in | |
| Which tries to make you a slave | |
| Just think by yourself | |
| Remember, never it's too late | |
| Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
| You have time before werewolves find you | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There's a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there's a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| Where no one wants to live in | |
| And no one wants to speak about |
| Red lights, alarms, | |
| Warnings announced my birth | |
| A first vision of Earth | |
| Today a child was born | |
| That' d be better dead | |
| A danger for our web" | |
| Let' s go! | |
| Bewitched by their spell | |
| Threatened from all around | |
| I grew in innocence | |
| Those forgotten years | |
| That marked my fate | |
| Soon, I realized | |
| Something was going wrong | |
| Things weren' t what they seem | |
| Never what they seem. | |
| And then in class when | |
| Imagination began to fly | |
| " Just look at the board!" | |
| Of fools where we all learned their rules | |
| To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
| To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
| To morph your soul and thoughts | |
| And fate. | |
| Teens are blind to see | |
| Far beyond their nose, | |
| To watch the strings | |
| Puppets have been made | |
| Vampires and techmages | |
| Control the great companies | |
| Where science goes on with the | |
| I feel like I' m in darkness | |
| Not in my real home | |
| Too small for me | |
| To take a breath of air | |
| This, a machinery | |
| All must work well | |
| But I am a piece which | |
| is out of place | |
| Chorus: | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| And no one wants to speak about | |
| This is the world you live in | |
| Which tries to make you a slave | |
| Just think by yourself | |
| Remember, never it' s too late | |
| Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
| You have time before werewolves find you | |
| Chorus: | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| Where no one wants to live in | |
| And no one wants to speak about |
| Red lights, alarms, | |
| Warnings announced my birth | |
| A first vision of Earth | |
| Today a child was born | |
| That' d be better dead | |
| A danger for our web" | |
| Let' s go! | |
| Bewitched by their spell | |
| Threatened from all around | |
| I grew in innocence | |
| Those forgotten years | |
| That marked my fate | |
| Soon, I realized | |
| Something was going wrong | |
| Things weren' t what they seem | |
| Never what they seem. | |
| And then in class when | |
| Imagination began to fly | |
| " Just look at the board!" | |
| Of fools where we all learned their rules | |
| To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
| To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
| To morph your soul and thoughts | |
| And fate. | |
| Teens are blind to see | |
| Far beyond their nose, | |
| To watch the strings | |
| Puppets have been made | |
| Vampires and techmages | |
| Control the great companies | |
| Where science goes on with the | |
| I feel like I' m in darkness | |
| Not in my real home | |
| Too small for me | |
| To take a breath of air | |
| This, a machinery | |
| All must work well | |
| But I am a piece which | |
| is out of place | |
| Chorus: | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| And no one wants to speak about | |
| This is the world you live in | |
| Which tries to make you a slave | |
| Just think by yourself | |
| Remember, never it' s too late | |
| Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
| You have time before werewolves find you | |
| Chorus: | |
| Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
| There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
| Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
| Which no one wants to see | |
| Where no one wants to live in | |
| And no one wants to speak about |
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