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Orgy - Opticon
Let's fake an answer for the curious
Let's fake it all for the fame
They'll think delivering was easy
Living the fairy tales and lies, lies
Chorus:
Message from Opticon
Blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless, Gues what you're out of time
New alien spawn
We reinvent the dawn
And no one's style compares
Those neon eyes
Make mom and dad think that we've lost our minds
They're just terrifed of all new things
Opticon is here to lead us
Opticon is in control
So quick to change us
And imitate us
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