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This song is by Woven.

Its made to fill the holes
No one can tell us apart
You were oh so different
You thought you came up with all the plans
Dreams of overthrowing God
Turn to mutations
So do I!
Trapped like flies
Pull my wings off
Hidden under the desert sands
Genomic terrain for which they map
Probing for the trademark
We have the need to update
Scientists they know the best
Sculptors schooling creation
So do I
Trapped like flies
Pull my wings off

So do we follow me
Follow me down


Written by:

Klaus Doldinger and Woven

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