The Shift

I didn't feel the change, but don't feel the same
 I never knew a shift was happening
 The scenery just seemed to be stuck on, stuck on
 Stuck on repeat
 All of my memories are just a colorful blur
 Feels like I'm falling, falling
 Falling in reverse
 In the art of war (in the art of war)
 What are we fighting for?
 We go from silence to sirens
 Without a space between
 We are a violent virus
 Without a remedy
 In a wild lust, we've opened up
 A whole new world set to self-destruct
 My innocence just seemed to be slipping, slipping
 Slipping away
 All that we've managed to make
 Is just a comfortable cage
 Oh God, I've gotta get out, get out
 Get out of this place
 In the art of war (in the art of war)
 What are we fighting for?
 We go from silence to sirens
 Without a space between
 We are violent virus
 Without a remedy
 Art, war
 What are we fighting for?
 Art, war
 What are we dying for?
 Art, war
 What are we fighting for?
 Art, war
 What are we dying for?
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 We go from silence to sirens
 Without a space between
 We are violent virus
 Without a remedy
 We are violent virus
 Without a remedy