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Force-fed on a hunger strike |
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Tag them dead before you focus in |
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Spoon feed the impact that you leave us with |
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Bring denial with a worldwide expansion team |
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Brand so deep into our minds |
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That it soon becomes our history |
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And image that's been marketed well |
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On the assembly line of our lives |
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Shut it down before it ever starts |
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Turn on to the weakness we've been raised upon(We'll turn you off again) |
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You've written up all the answers |
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We've followed them word for word |
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Disguised as our own subconscious |
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Defining our wrongs and rights |
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No more working on the strings, you've made us |
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Drive the stake into your hardened hearts |
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We're done begging for the scrapes |
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You throw us, we'll take the truth and our lives |
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Investigate and drain us we've found you out regaining |
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All the knowledge that you hid, you are no longer needed |
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We'll keep our own hearts beating |
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Against the pulse that you denied |
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Demand it back our lives our minds you stole them |
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Nothing else will quench the hunger that will turn you off |
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And certify that we are free to find our own truth without you |
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This is not a test |
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This is not a test |
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Yes it has come to this |
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This is not a test |
