The telephone is ringing, 
Sisconnect the line
The tension is building 
But I`m alright, yeah, I'm alright
The stars are colliding,
So you might as well, oh you might as well
Let me go

The television is burning 
I set it on fire
The wheels they keep turning, 
But I`m fine, yeah, I'm fine
What about the questions we have
Locked up inside
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Somewhere, somehow
We`ve been denied
Hand in hand we walk behind
Pretending, defending while our souls are tied

It`s only the third hour
My conscience subsides
But something reminds me
that you lied, yeah, you lied
What about the consequences?
This can`t be right
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