Electric President - Metal Fingers

      
 
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 Stand and move and walk across the water.
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 Peel the cover from the city.
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 Watch its insides twitch and smoke and rotate endlessly.
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 Sinking. Moving deep beneath the water.
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 Lots of other worlds exist.
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 Soon enough well tear them open.
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 Soon enough well break them too.
 
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 Swimming. Watching concrete eat the ocean.
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 Metal fingers scrape the skies.
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 The windows look like Christmas lights from out here.
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 Floating. Counting clouds. Theyre slowly fading.
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 Blending in with cardboard skies.
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 Soon well manufacture replicas.
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 Its all replaceable.
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 From the sky, the train tracks look like stitches.
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 Like theyre holding the world together; like itll blow any minute.
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 And Ive got another thought Ill keep to myself.
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 Until the skeletons walk free. Until the make-up all comes off.
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 Theres nothing new to discover, theres nothing new to invent.
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 Theres nothing new to think that hasnt been thought of before.
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 And theres nothing to believe we havent already forgotten.
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 Theres nothing left, theres nothing new, theres nothing
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 No, no, no, no.
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 And Ive got another dream Ill keep to myself.
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 Until the tyrants are dead and the patriots are swallowed whole.
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 And Ive got a bottle I can aim at the center,
 Full of letters, as a kid, Id always meant to send.
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 Wed speak our minds and change the world.
 Wed fix the past and pave the way.
 
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 But now were fresh out of heroes; now weve run dry on hope.
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 There are no saviors in technology: just quick fixes.
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 And holes, within holes, within holes, within you.
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 And a place to hang my head, and convince myself there is no difference.
 
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