| Stuck in a rut with no way out
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| Cause of a time when things are all about
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| Being better way back then
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| And the complacent didn’t ask questions
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| So bow down to your master
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| And fit the image bound straight for disaster
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| Enslaved and misled
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| By the lies that you’ve been fed
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| As you lay there in deceit
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| Caught up in your prefab dream
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| The molds been forged for you
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| Compliments of the red, white and blue
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| To scared to break away
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| What will they think? |
| What will they say?
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| If you live your life today
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| And fuck this American way
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| Disease! |
| This Disease! |
| With shit up to my knees!
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| Spreading across the nation from to filthy sea
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| Just slavin away at the repetitious mass decay
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| I did it yesterday and I’ll do the same again
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| Today is day I’m gonna break out
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| I wanna run through the streets and give a shout
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| Stay ahead from the sickness that falls on me
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| So I lessen myself just to stay free
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| I was choking from a victim right from the start
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| You can use my body, but you
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| Can’t take my heart and soul away from me
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| Cause I’m in control of my destiny |