| Gone
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| The last few ones I was depending on
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| Shut down by internal commandments
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| That keep on upgrading themselves as you go along
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| For all it´s worth we gave 'em a fight
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| Yeah we constantly sought for alternative views
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| But it’s hard to come out of the cage as the winner
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| When none of your swings have a chance to come through
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| Adjusting
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| Adjusting to things we know nothing about
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| They call it progress, I call it the easy way out
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| This is not a revenge
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| But merely a consequence
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| Life devoted to causal relation
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| And if you can’t comprehend, cannot see what has triggered
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| This burst of emotion I’m sorry, but I’m out of moves by now…
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| Roll the credits and let the curtain come down
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| Introducing yourself with a crowbar in hand
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| It’s all about first impressions…
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| Marking territory — do not cross the line
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| Something will have to give…
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| I feel like I’m filling the same forms again and again
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| And you’re all to blame
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| It’s time for these obsolete minds to be taken over…
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| Let these scars be reminders of knowing your place
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| It’s time for these obsolete minds to be taken over |