Sudden Death
That's what you get
When there's no coo-coo feelings left
That's what you get
When you let the shadow thieves into your head
Keep your shadow in the ground
Because they'll know us by the sound
And the Wooly Bully hounds
Will balance us to put us down
We are the new young believers
We are the lucky shadows loyal dream receivers
They get smarter every day
And they'll trick you if they can
If you see them coming hide
From the lights in their eyes
First the Grey-face turns you blue
Then they split your mind in half
Which is them and which is you?
Who are you now?
Who are you?
We are the sons of Mother TV
We are the runaways who left nobody grieving
When I'm sitting in my room
And some square comes on the screen
In a soft light, telling me how flat my mind could be
"What do you do?"
Keep coo-coo
Hold your shadow closely too
There is only one of you
Keep coo-coo no matter what you do
We are the last living resisters
We are the oracle's intrepid seven sisters
And though we're losing as far as they know
We will die before we take their poison halo
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