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This is bombardment of information and images I've stopped turning channels and now I turn on my mind Look/Around/You We seek out ourselves through music, art and conscious action If by nature we move forward then why are we moving back? What/Moves/You Is/It/Inside Don't need you to tell me What is this I see? A dangerous language Strings of single statements binding a captive audience Tangling the truth in their side of the story All that surrounds me never stops my breathing All that is left is to make your mark Situation is its intellectual prison Such is this disposition Break out of black and white bars SongtexteCover your code in color Don't tread on deadlines The treaty, eloquent Agree not to distill To not drip ink Aus Songtexte Mania