It isn`t in the mirror, it isn`t on the page
It`s a red hearted vibration
Pushing through the walls of dark imagination
Finding no equation
There`s a red road rage, but it`s not road rage
It`s asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge
Scottish friction, Scottish fiction
It isn`t in the castle, it isn`t in the mist
It`s a calling of the waters as they break to show
The new black death with reactors aglow
Do you think your security will keep you in purity
You will not shake us off
Above or below
Scottish friction, Scottish fiction
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