People in Planes - FireLyrics

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The flower grew the wall Displaying of his color The motive wasn't clear But you wouldn't understand Now we're getting on like fire With matchsticks in our eyes And the money men are here With yes men to their sides The audience approves With a movement of clothing But they never even see The nature of this illusion Now we're getting on like fire Lets burn it to the ground And the warning it came so clear But I couldn't see the signs There's a plate in my head There's a chip in my head
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