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we've sent out emergency calls
on every single frequency
broadcast to the whole of the world
flashing flares into the night sky
search-parties never came
no-one answered our calls
I cannot help but think
it all makes sence somehow
it gotta make sence somehow
it gotta make sence somehow
we set a new name
erased your past
welcome to day one of your new life
we say to ourself,
forget your sins
it seems the die is cast
the die is cast
oh oh oh ah
oh oh oh ah
abandon everything
leave behind our memories
of what we've had before
we will be pure and clean
the oceans rising tide;
washing everything away
the oceans rising tide;
the can will overflow
the can will overflow
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- Track 7 on Cum Grano Salis
- 6 Fake It Like You Mean It
- 8 Cheers to You, Mrs. Ford
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