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Build your walls. |
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Gouge out your eyes. |
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People become what's in the way. |
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Salvation is a numbers game. |
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Condescend without any shame. |
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So just close your eyes and keep your hands clean. |
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Anything to keep us from looking at pain in the face. |
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Dominate. Eviscerate. |
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Build your altar on their backs. |
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Believe those who want to enslave. |
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Condescend without any shame. |
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We've lost our sight and now we fall. |
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Pursuit of comfort doesn't help at all. |
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Keep pretending what we wanted helps change anything. |
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Keep pretending. |
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We've sat by and now it's all the same. |
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So go on and pretend the job's done. |
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So sick of songs about "every time I fall." |
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Your old clich's mean nothing at all when I'm sitting in the dark pressed on the floor. |
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Nothing at all. I'm in the dark pressed on the floor. |
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Your words mean nothing at all. |
