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More Than Meets The Eye

Napalm Death
The clever box 'O' tricks tells me I'm paranoid.
But as I uncover, the sourness and decay echoes my suspicions -
(There's) more than meets the eye.

Thought process is geared to caution to the wind.
We shuffle along discriminately, the danger signs ignored.

Man goads woman.
Child strikes infant.
Turned against each other.

...of those who think it righteous to liberate the wiser, or those
who punch hardest for the land of competition.
(There's) more than meets the eye.

Head swims, heart cries because hopelessness resides, when man last
falls.

Who'll be left to fight?
(There's) more than meets the eye.