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You set the grade
We play the field
We pinch you just to make sure that you know it's real

Your screw comes loose
You lose your soul
And with it goes your worries and your self control


Your speakers shake
The sounds of Lifted
Your reaction is the reason that we all persisted

So here we come
A new collective
Transatlantic opposition with a new perspective

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