If it can be broke then it can be
fixed, if it can be fused then it
can be split
It's all under control
If it can be lost then it can be won, if
it can be touched then it
can be turned
All you need is time
We promised the world we'd tame it,
what were we hoping for?
A sense of purpose and a sense of
skill, a sense of function
but a disregard
We will not be the first, we won't
You said you were going to conquer
new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the
jaws of the beast
We promised the world we'd tame it,
what were we hoping for?
Breath in, breath out
So here we are reinventing the
wheel
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand
Ambition, tearing out the heart of
you
Carving lines into you
Dripping down the sides of you
We will not be the last.
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