| Symmetra light spectrum stretcher
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| Like someone gave a rectal speculum
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| To Escher
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| Bypassing time
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| Passing right through the projector
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| Rejecting physics
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| Like an upside down
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| Bottle of ketchup
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| Oblivious to implicit suggestion
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| Or gesture
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| Or unnecessary pleasantries
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| Etiquette et cetera
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| She projects refractions
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| That increase in their effect
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| With each and every second
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| That is passing
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| Cleaning up the battlefield
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| Satya she’ll shield her companions
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| From the heat of all the action
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| And she needn’t even be there
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| When it happens
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| Redirecting atoms
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| Into geometric patterns
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| Reconnect the fractions
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| Of a beam as a distraction
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| From the reading of the captions
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| She’s just seeing your reaction
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| And perceiving matter
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| That is weaved
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| Between all the abstractions
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| You can check the schematics
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| She’s not electric
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| Pneumatic, frenetic, erratic
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| Or susceptible to panic
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| Although she’s definitely
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| Lacking in empathetic empathicness
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| You know she’ll never be melodramatic
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| Instead it’s pure mathematics
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| Such a clever mechanic
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| Although she’s enigmatic
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| You can expect a definite strategy
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| Careful method
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| And tactically impeccable
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| Perfect immaculate
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| And yet coming at it from every facet
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| So you can bet there’s no one better
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| Than Symmetra is at it
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| Look, free radical
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| Resetting the static, hook
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| In a blaze of Azure
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| She’s electric
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| Opening up an unknown door
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| She’s electric
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| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
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| Symmetra projects
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| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
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| She will glint and gleam and glide
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| She’s electric
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| In a seamless beam of light
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| She’s electric
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| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
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| Symmetra projects
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| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
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| She will glint and gleam and glide
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| She’s electric
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| In a seamless beam of light
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| She’s electric
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| Given her obsession
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| With the colour spectrum
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| It is little wonder
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| That she’s on the spectrum
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| Plucking string theory
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| With a one dimension Plectrum
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| Jamming with the devil is heavy
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| Better be expecting
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| The next level of perfection
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| An excessive obsession with order
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| Given less than a second
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| She’ll have to set up the teleporter
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| Drawn a straight line
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| That never turns a corner
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| And explained why her syndrome
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| Isn’t a disorder
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| She will have opened a path
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| A literal
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| Not literary
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| Momentary lapse
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| Picture the moment
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| You actually notice perhaps
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| She’s in a zone alone
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| And no one knows
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| If she will or won’t be reacting
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| Blowing open so many fractals
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| No wonder she’s not overly focused
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| On being socially tactful
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| Doesn’t find those roles fun to perform no
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| She’s more at home among function and form
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| So appreciate the beat
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| The shape of the funk and inform
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| Those people mistakenly making the assumption
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| She’s boring
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| See beneath the surface
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| There’s always a deeper meaning
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| Reason and purpose
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| Search exhaustively underneath
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| All of the layers
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| Autistic traits
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| Are shaping order from chaos
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| Fate entwined
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| Manipulating light
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| Painting time
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| Wait rewind
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| Manipulating time
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| Painting light
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| Fate entwined
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| In a blaze of Azure
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| She’s electric
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| Opening up an unknown door
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| She’s electric
 | 
| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
 | 
| Symmetra projects
 | 
| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
 | 
| She will glint and gleam and glide
 | 
| She’s electric
 | 
| In a seamless beam of light
 | 
| She’s electric
 | 
| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
 | 
| Symmetra projects
 | 
| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
 | 
| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
 | 
| Symmetra projects
 | 
| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
 | 
| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is
 | 
| Symmetra projects
 | 
| Technicolor retinal tears and tears
 | 
| In a blaze of Azure
 | 
| She’s electric
 | 
| Opening up an unknown door
 | 
| She’s electric
 | 
| She will glint and gleam and glide
 | 
| She’s electric
 | 
| In a seamless beam of light
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| She’s electric |