Preset
When closing their eyes
The patterns fall into places
When you open your ears
The frequencies are just de-tuned
When you start to move there will be no place left to go
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Living...
Living in a preset (2x)
Now hold , now i don't wanna go to sleep
Now hold, now i don't wanna wake
Thinking, tricking
The paramedics could help to keep it on and on again
Hold
Just filter my plastic heart
When you start to move there will be no place left to go
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When you have no tears to share, just laugh at your self
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When you start to move there will be no place left to go
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