In Medias Res
fight song
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Wear your bulls eye*
Then run and hide
All our memory
A sinking tide
Constant motion
No new scenery
A fire at the
Popcorn factory
All our memory
Up in smoke
Come and find me here
First the glory
Then the trauma
Write it all down
First the glory
Then the trauma
We all fall down
White as shock
Black as stillness
In the light
We appear grey
All the alarm bells
They should be ringing
But we’ve tuned them out
all the alarm bells
they should be ringing
but we’ve cast them out
all the alarm bells
they should be ringing
but we’re fading out
all the alarm bells…