| With our eyes we follow the crazed we see and you won’t be able to disguise
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| Your true intentions
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| Chosen the one that we hope will change us and lead us but he’s hasn’t cut off
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| The strings, a puppet inside
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| He’s make believe
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| For our patience
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| Thrown us all into mayhem
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| Fuckin' murdered the middle to make us beg for the little bit we need
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| Save the wealthy
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| Fucking the ones you need
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| Keep us just under the influence of defeat
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| You’ll soon take your final step into this life
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| Watch how we struggle
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| Then you shall see
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| We have stated
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| It’s been debated
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| We have struck the hour where the lies have been seen
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| The remission of payment
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| Our lives
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| Our lives are just a number placed upon a receipt
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| We will see your strain
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| You’ll soon take your final breath
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| So we die and pile the checks for the ones who are no better than you or me
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| Make them see the tortuous hatred
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| In their fear is where we instrument the ending to their reign over our money
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| Fucking all of their minds senseless
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| For our patience
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| We will see your strain
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| I want to depict the grim place you’ve put us in while you work the meager to
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| Their demise
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| The countdown is ending and we have no place left to hide
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| We’ll keep with his
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| You can’t escape us
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| You think you have beat us but you are the effete
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| Your eyes scream without a noise from your lips
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| As we dig into the first layer of your skin
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| Take your final…
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| Breath
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| Say goodnight to the bad guy
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| Your eyes scream without a noise
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| As we dig into the layers of your skin |