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Count to three bring the world to its knees
A million ways to live or die
Time to put on a show because there's no place to go
Cut and print, go the extra mile

There's no use crying about a world that's dying
And the things that you say you'd do
You can justify, but still deny
That the problem begins with you

Form and function, a self-destruction
The cause and effect in one
The night's not over and dawn's no closer
A drink and you're on the run

Put on a different face to each and every place
Every scene is a different role
Put on your best attire start the fire
Outside the flashbulbs glow

Is it so much fun to be the bullet and the gun­
The thing that you revile
You don't do quiet blazing guns and riots
Catastrophe's back in style

Your back's to the wall, but you won't take the fall
For the schemes of your wasted youth
Running out of time to revel in your crimes
And the lies and the twisted truths

Love's blind, confines
Make it personal
And hit the ground, plan and accept
One false step and your house of cards falls down

There's no complaining about a world that's failing
The things that you say you'd do
You've a different excuse for every person that you use
Chaos loves to dance with you

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