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You're alone in the pack, you're feeling like you wanna go home |
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You're feeling life's finished but you keep on going, the reason is there |
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You won't find it till you've been and gone because you're living a hoax |
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Someones got you sussed |
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Dull your brain or seek inspiration |
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You feel illusion and then you finally say transfer |
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Transform a machine to play with your head |
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So you can stand back and watch or take part and learn |
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If you don't know the game, then you're still part of it |
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Because out on the streets, it's strange to see the show |
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Knowing full well that you're on the range |
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Dodge the bullets or carry the gun, the choice is yours |
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Look at the controller, a |
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Nazi with a social degree |
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A middle-class hero, a rapist with your eyes on me |
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Increase your masturbation, three cheers for the |
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NaziYou ****, you'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance |
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But Jesus wouldn't like it, no |
