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Are you on the move againMaking enemies of friendsGetting order out of chaosBy destroying from withinBecause we saw the pieces flippedAnd watched you clip them to fitAnd yet here we still sitSo sit me down, slap me on the wristTell me all is well and to desistThey spit recycled, time-tested linesAs they claim what was mineBut there's something alien in all of thisSomething amissYou milk this Reichstag modelChange our world while we dawdleBut they're peering through the woolSome now march around the bullBecause we saw the pieces flippedAnd watched you clip them to fitAnd yet here we still sitSo sit me down, slap me on the wristTell me all is well and to desistThey spit recycled, time-tested linesAs they claim what was mineBut there's something alien in all of thisSomething amiss From Letras Mania