| Found yourself in bullets
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| Under flak of control guides
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| Religious lines and media tried
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| Folded and channeled your whole mind
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| You are not supposed to dispute though
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| We sprawl in violence and pain
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| As we’re fattened by these preset codes
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| It is ourself who we betray
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| Hypocritical are all the lies that we seed
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| And polemical when you’re looking at me
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| So fucking critical, my eyes that you see
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| Convulsing your whole ground
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| It´s cynical and crazy world that we’re in and
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| I can see us all and how we’re losing our sense
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| Not just political should be decisions we pledge
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| They must come from within
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| Covering up your eyes, tearing down our faces
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| Wanting us all to live a masquerade
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| The day everybody lives in confusion
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| Dreams lie smashed, they’re laid to rest
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| Life’s substance’s purchased in a can
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| Can’t you see that he who’s not burning
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| Will never ever fan the flame?
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| Breastfeeding our suppressed life’s and thickening it
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| With blood that they gained out of war
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| Subordinated, bent and good saluting too by choice
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| We swapped maturity to conform
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| It’s hypocritical, all the lies that we seed
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| So pathetical when you’re looking at thee
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| So uncritical, think you can find what you need, but you have lost yourself
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| It’s cynical and crazy life that we lead
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| And can’t you see the war and how it’s soaking our breed?
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| So goddamn criminal for the sake of prestige
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| We spend life in bad faith
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| They cover up our eyes, tearing down our faces
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| Making us all to live a masquerade
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| The day where everybody lives in confusion
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| You keep staring at me
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| Something you’ve never seen
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| Lost with stupidity
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| You’re just an empty face to me
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| Welcome to mass confusion
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| Covering up your eyes, tearing down your faces
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| Making us all to live a masquerade
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| The day everybody lives…
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| Everybody, everybody loves, everybody… in confusion
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| Mass confusion, confusion, confusion
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| Think for yourself |