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The purpose has meaning |
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But the meaning is we're bleeding |
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Moving the checkers on the board |
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Chasing our selfish benefit |
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In the hallowed halls of avarice |
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King us on the checkerboard |
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Scattering checkers on the floor |
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Scattering checkers on the floor |
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Thinking in the past |
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Of all the things which didn't last |
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Dispel the stress of compromise |
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Uncertain aims were no surprise |
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As the path played out ahead |
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And condescending words were said |
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I know the will was mine |
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A future dreamt within my mind |
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The purpose has meaning |
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But the meaning is we're bleeding |
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Moving the checkers on the board |
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Chasing our selfish benefit |
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In the hallowed halls of avarice |
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King us on the checkerboard |
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Scattering checkers on the floor |
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Scattering checkers on the floor |
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Can we define what's right |
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Fighting ourselves with all our might |
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Thoughts and strategies are terms |
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To reject upon the urge |
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Can't deflect impending shame |
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By passing on your shame of the blame |
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Weapons rust in the rain |
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The same mistakes will strike again |
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The purpose has meaning |
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But the meaning is we're bleeding |
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Moving the checkers on the board |
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Chasing our selfish benefit |
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In the hallowed halls of avarice |
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King us on the checkerboard |
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Scattering checkers on the floor |
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Scattering checkers on the |
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I am sitting in the crowd |
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Unresponsive to the voices that I hear |
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Shouting out can't catch my ear |
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I am thinking with furrowed brow |
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Wondering why we foster |
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Nurture all our fears |
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Enemies ever oh so near |
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Always knowing the answer |
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Always knowing what is best |
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Disrupting the balance of nature |
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Neglecting our cause and effect |
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I am waiting patiently |
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Ignoring forces hoping to take hold of me |
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When will this distance set me free? |
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I am sorry once again |
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Disruptions claim my inner thoughts |
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I do not speak |
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Uncommon sense just out of reach |
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Social structure with order |
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Socially separate we discover |
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Traits of distinction denied |
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Mistaking our heritage for pride |
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Disruptions fuel the motion |
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Conflict feeds our institutions |
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Right and wrong defy description |
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Freedom without restitution |
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Is all life based on illusion? |
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Left is right? |
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But right is wrong? |
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Peers dictating who belongs |
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Thrill to the kill |
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As we kill what we fear |
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What we don't understand |
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And what isn't clear |
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The purpose has meaning |
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But the meaning is we're bleeding |
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Moving the checkers on the board |
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Chasing our selfish benefit |
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In the hallowed halls of avarice |
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King us on the checkerboard |
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We don't know we're losing |
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Euphoric we're choosing |
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Falling off the checkerboard |
