The emptiness that burns inside
See how they run, see how they hide
All the animals come out at night
All the animals come out at night
Just a slave to the city
To indulge in the pity
The opaque substitution
For a real revolution!
Strength in numbers
No one will come between us (x4)
The human use of human beings
With dead emotions you fail to see
The adrenaline, it burns a hole
The adrenaline, it burns a hole
Just a slave to the city
To indulge in the pity
The opaque substitution
For a real revolution!
Strength in numbers
No one will come between us (x8)
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