Preset Lyrics

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

Synchronize the sequence