| It’s not the sort of thing I thought you’d never understand
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| That giving pain and sharing blame is all undoing what’s been said n' done
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| You’ll take my life away…
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| Bouncing 'round the problems in your head
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| Of what’s been said, undone, then taken
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| Changed, reawakened, making fiction fact
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| Your freedom’s cut, you’re everything but lies
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| All the systems fall, and all you hold is what’s been said
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| Embedded choices drilled in your fucking head
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| All ya Judas Goyim, and all their horse’s minds and men
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| Bake what you’re fed, hear what’s been said about them
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| I won’t be your victim now it’s changed
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| They’ll make you work for life
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| His bleeding fuels the flames of burning rife
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| Transcend the shifts of recreation
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| Capital is paramount to why they generate minds
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| Clone the will for propagation history
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| Making the past heresy, and if you can’t undo what’s been done
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| Weave in the web that’s been spun
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| All things change, only the plot stays the same
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| Be as you are, replace the souls of those you’ve broken
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| Raping all that’s left to be refined |
| Destroy the souls that make you obsolete
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| Think, fight for why you wanna be yourself
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| Retain a shred of where you’ve come from
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| And what’s been left behind, what will it grow to?
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| Then what’s to be refined the coming after?
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| Slaves, you think you’ll work for 40 hours now
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| Depend on progress for existence
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| Free domesticate what’s fit to hear n' say, to sanitize
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| To make life work that you create and the part you’ll play
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| Naturally breaking all ties with its ancestry
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| Biting the tongue of those social lies
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| Infiltrate silence and breed innocence
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| They’ll take the only things that’re sacred
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| Dead or alive, they’ll take the only things that’ve stolen tomorrow
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| Kill another, days survived, changes amplify the ruin of all
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| Remain, remember when and why
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| I won’t be going now I’ve changed… |