Amuck from MESSAGES by MESSAGES

Marching to the Beat
On a squirrelly pair of feet
Couldn't keep time if they tried
but there's no time like the present
To run amuck
They take intrepid steps
To get to where they are
The world's not quick to follow
But it will before the end
And cave again

Soon as hands are clean
They touch more filthy things
As soon as walls are raised
The bold will knock 'em down
Soon as words become
A book of sacred text
It's time to let 'em go
And search for what is next
Search for what is next

Fortune favors those
Who know when to let go
‘Cause one size don’t fit all
And nothing’s ever going to last
‘Til the end
'Til the end

As soon as life's pristine
The dirt will dull the sheen
As soon as torches blaze
They'll start burning down
Soon as one becomes
A tyrant in effect
Others take control
A noose goes 'round his neck
Noose goes 'round his neck

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