Brace yourself , the sunrise is presenting as a storm
Brace yourself , the digital will contort all you know
Brace yourself, control is a just a toy to those with gold
Brace yourself, behind closed doors you're even more exposed
Brace yourself
Brace yourself
Brace yourself
Brace yourself
From the boardrooms, down the coal mines there'll be nowhere left for you to run
For the die hards to the dead inside, no where left for you to run and hide
There'll be nowhere left for you to run and hide
There'll be nowhere left for you to run and hide
There'll be nowhere left for you to run and hide
There'll be nowhere left for you to run and hide