| You will never walk alone
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| Counted, trained, controlled
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| Being a cog in the machine
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| Being a grain of sand in the desert
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| Being a sheep in the herd
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| You breathe on command
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| You shit on command
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| You kneel on command
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| Born with no herd instinct, afraid of the crowd
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| Forced to follow the rules, to obey your laws
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| Deserter in uniform, refugee on constant run
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| I’m not proud of victories, nor distraught with defeats
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| I refuse to take part in this conspiracy of lies
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| I take no orders from your idiot generals
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| How come motherfuckers that you always unite
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| For the wrong cases, under false flags?
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| Lo and behold! |
| Admire the show
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| Lethal duel between me and the world
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| Where the world wins the battles
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| But I lose the war
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| I was the crippled Spartan child thrown over the cliff
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| I was the villain crucified at the right hand of Iscariot
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| I was the black albino torn to pieces by his own tribe
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| I was the woman that knew the herbs burnt at the stake |