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Little vulture, come down from your nest Until you catch your own, the world is not

impressed You built a culture of lies, a fortress built

for no other So is it any surprise when there's shit to

uncover On the sonnets weepin' through their heads

Love the sand that blocks the roots you wish to spread

All you need is control, eyes in every corner There's nothing you couldn't know, not a speck

of disorder Buildings glisten all around

Cities rising from the ground Buildings glisten all around

Cities rising from the ground That knows the shape of your heart

When you drag them out in the dark

Oh, paranoia led you to detain More than a million getting in your way

You feel that commerce pulsing through your veins

Oh, paranoia led you to detain More than a million getting in your way

You feel that commerce pulsing through your veins

Little vulture, come down from your nest Until you catch your own, the world is not

impressed You built a culture of lies, a fortress built

for no other So is it any surprise when it breaks, it

breaks, it breaks, it breaks And I know the weight of war

Said I know the weight of war I've held it up before

Still I cave, I cave, I cave

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