I can see the writing on the wall
I can hear the axe before it falls
I can really feel it through me
I can see the sea begin to glow
I can feel it leaking down below
I can barely stand it
What you're doing to me
And in the morning will you still feel the same?
How you going to stop yourself from going insane
With glowing children and a barrel of pain
I don't want to hear it
I can feel the heat begin to rise
I can see the vapors in my eyes
Anyway you look at this
It's hard to take
I can feel my skin begin to peel
I can see the dollar and the deal
I can see the companies
That are on the make
And in the morning will you still feel the same?
How you going to stop yourself from going insane
With glowing children and a barrel of pain
I don't want to hear it!
No, no, no, no ...!
I can hear the axe before it falls
I can really feel it through me
I can see the sea begin to glow
I can feel it leaking down below
I can barely stand it
What you're doing to me
And in the morning will you still feel the same?
How you going to stop yourself from going insane
With glowing children and a barrel of pain
I don't want to hear it
I can feel the heat begin to rise
I can see the vapors in my eyes
Anyway you look at this
It's hard to take
I can feel my skin begin to peel
I can see the dollar and the deal
I can see the companies
That are on the make
And in the morning will you still feel the same?
How you going to stop yourself from going insane
With glowing children and a barrel of pain
I don't want to hear it!
No, no, no, no ...!
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