| Last ones left
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| Are they too stupid to see?
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| Last ones left
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| What we are destined to be
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| Spit in their face and they’ll react with a smile
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| Pick at the details and you’ll find ripe denial
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| Fake kindness boot licking spreads like the plague
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| Just for a place at the emperor’s feet
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| Is this what you lab rats wanted?
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| A bunch of nice guys playing friends to get paid
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| A bunch of cover acts rolling around on the floor
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| The heroes of old rolling deep in their graves
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| Last ones left
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| Are they too stupid to see?
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| Last ones left
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| What we are destined to be
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| It’s the difference between reality
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| And parody slipping away
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| «Well the success is good for all of us»
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| They try to explain
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| So let’s get it straight:
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| You are a clone a spy
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| A moment in time
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| A petulant child
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| A pitiful effigy of what we would never be
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| Less than nothing to me
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| Last ones left
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| Are they too stupid to see?
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| Last ones left
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| What we are destined to be
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| Last ones left
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| Are they too stupid to see?
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| Last ones left
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| What we are destined to be
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| You drain the life out of all that’s pure
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| When you don’t ignore
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| Desperate bribes for acceptance through guarantees
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| I am the last one left
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| The answer flows through me
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| You gave them life
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| But they can’t pay for
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| All that we are:
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| The last ones
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| The last ones |