| That morning when I woke up it seemed the world had changed
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| A school of cannon fodder. |
| A church of elder states
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| But transience sets in and the memories erased
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| The world had took a deep white breath and went about their days
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| It’s hard to see anything when you can see everything
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| If I can’t have what they have I’ll never be free
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| It’s hard to see anything when you can see everything
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| If I can’t have what they have what even is me?
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| Completely unheard. |
| As much as you may have felt adored
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| A well prepared performance for an audience of 3 or 4
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| The devotees, the anons and the corporate directorate
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| And you if you believe your bullshit
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| It’s hard to see anything when you can see everything
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| If I can’t have what they have I’ll never be free
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| It’s hard to see anything when you can see everything
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| If I can’t have what they have what even is me?
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Feeling smaller every day
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Getting covered by the haze
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| Just a sliver growing thinner
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Feeling smaller every day
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| Completely unheard
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| Your voice your choice just a worm in the dirt
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| Completely unheard
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| Engineered at the seance of real human yearn
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| Nomophobia stretches the want to a need
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| Until you can’t feel a thing and are begging to breathe
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| If I’m not what you want then I’ll never be free
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| If I’m not what you are then what even is me?
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Feeling smaller every day
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Getting covered by the haze
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| Just a sliver growing thinner
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| I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| Feeling smaller every day
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| I’m a sliver I’m a sliver growing thinner
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| I’m a sliver I’m a sliver growing thinner |