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Information that overflows is swept away by the waves
We rely on the anonymous hope A

The proud blind touch

World Wide Warning. Within myself that's crumbling
World Wide Despair. Before you're destroyed

Made to dance even to the enumeration of the alphabet, I laugh
The modern realist who knew too much

Who's Plato? What's idealism?

World Wide Warning. Today was made from papier mache
World Wide Despair. Let's start to doubt

Ride on time, ride on time, ride on time, ride on time
Ride on time, ride on time, ride on time, ride on time

World Wide Warning. That's why I'll show you my love
World Wide Despair. Before the real you is destroyed



Credit: Akatsuki