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Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached, so tell us
Where you going? To the bottom?
Do you hear us? We are rotting
We're going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
The masked comforts to delusionals, they're all in fright
The true believer's head was bathed and in sunlight
While you are walking all detached, so tell us
Where you going? To the bottom?
Do you hear us? We are rotting
We're going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
Not even God, no one saved us
No one's gonna save us
Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?
Where do you expect them to go when the bombs fall?
Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?
Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached
Detached, detached, detached, detached
Going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
Not even God, no one saved us, no one saved us
No one saved us, no one's gonna save us now