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Snapcase - Ten A.M. (Good Morning, Mr. Coelacanth) lyrics
The opposition, carcinogenic sweat that hides. The persecution, these hidden walls keep us aligned. Yeah, they keep us in line. Fourteen hours more. Covert tonight. The operation, a covert plan to get outside. The consecration, an archetype of a will that shines. Shining alive! Will you die or can we keep you alive? When there is a machine gun on every corner, you won |
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