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Can you sense our somewhat misaligned |
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Attention spans, uninterested minds |
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Feels like only white noise on the air |
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A substance without meaning |
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Who are we? |
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And why should we believe? |
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How much more of this can you contain? |
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Why is it your head feels like a drain? |
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But you don't have to be an end-link in this chain |
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Become our counter-culture |
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Broadcast yourself into |
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The revolution on YouTube |
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I don't wanna know |
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Kill the radio |
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I will find my own transmission in the storm |
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Hurry on below |
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With the antidote |
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I wanna see the underground |
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Rise up and soar |
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Sick of pimps and bland generic blondes? |
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And poser wannabe fake rocker spawns? |
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Come now be your own media whore |
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Become our counter-culture |
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Unleash yourself between |
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The generation and the scene |
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It's the way to go |
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Kill the radio |
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Time to make your own transmission in the storm |
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Hurry on below |
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With the antidote |
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I wanna see the underground |
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Rise up and soar |
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I don't wanna know |
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Kill the radio |
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I will find my own transmission in the storm |
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Hurry on below |
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With the antidote |
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I wanna see the underground |
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Rise up and... |
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It's the way to go |
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Kill the radio |
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Time to make your own transmission in the storm |
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Hurry on below |
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With the antidote |
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I wanna see the underground |
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Rise up and soar |
