Theatre Is The Life Of You Songtext

As the revolution cries “The time is near!”,
I could feel my bones, I could see with my eyes.
Can't avoid it, can't agree.

As the revolution cries “The time is near!”,
Senses loose in knots... my logic is my style.
Can't avoid it, must make a stand
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