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I'll applaud and stamp my feet Sit forward in my seat Unimpaired by the world surrounding me Mirrors, smoke machines It's never quite how it seems I've been there, now I'm taking care With my vacant stare prepared You were talking in your sleep Said something about me Wake up begging your pardon That's when it all gets personal Because we're all so capable It came as soon as our back turned It burns and we'll curse them These days are pulling us backwards Still learning Just know to never broadcast your monsters But they're making it so hard to stop them You'll try and so will I We know to never broadcast our monsters But it's making it so hard between us We know to never broadcast our monsters But it's making it so hard between us From Letras Mania