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Are you one of the marching undead |
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or do you deviate like me |
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don't speak, there is someone else in your head |
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no you are not alone |
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walls are raised while we sleep |
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to seal us to our end |
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closing till we are never |
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alone ever again |
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the screen across your eyes |
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when covered by those who decide |
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the ones behind the lies |
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in the truth of tomorrow |
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they already know how to find you |
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and soon enough through your eyes see |
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and they will use it all to bind you |
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into a mindless drone |
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walls are raised while we sleep |
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to seal us to our end |
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closing till we are never |
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alone ever again |
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the screen across your eyes |
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when covered by those who decide |
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the ones behind the lies |
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in the truth of tomorrow |
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am I waiting to be seized |
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and turned in to a brand |
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a chip beneath my skin, ready to be scanned |
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am I merely a supply? |
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meeting some demand |
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is this our lullaby |
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in someones masterplan? |
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walls are raised while we sleep |
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to see us till our end |
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closing till we are never |
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alone ever again |
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x3 |
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the screen across your eyes |
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when covered by those who decide |
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the ones behind the lies |
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in the truth of tomorrow |
