| Condition waves float out from their mouths
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| It’s hard to tell what’s real or which way’s in or out
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| And they won’t say nothin' to me
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| Yeah, they won’t say nothin'
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| Eyes go sudden blind
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| Another television show
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| Everyone in here are all the people that you know
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| Yeah, they’re keeping deaf to all the calls they never heard
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| Keep your focus on the screen and open wide for the feed
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| Mindless consumption, programmed reaction
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| Mindless consumption, programmed reaction
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| Them make-up artists decorate themselves up just the same
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| While keeping swagger in they talk, selling death by any name
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| Keep your voices down in here
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| They’re trying to consume my work
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| Keep your voices down in here
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| They’re trying to consume
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| That ground you’re standing on’s just dirt but somehow it bleeds
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| You’re looking for the reason but you won’t find it
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| That ground you’re standing on’s just dirt but somehow it bleeds
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| You’re looking for the reason but you won’t find it
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| You won’t ever find it
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| Take a look at what I stole
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| It’s still hangin' from my shirt
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| Built a house of stone to keep myself from burning up
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| Brought along my friends to have some company to shed
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| There’s a light outside but I don’t mind just sleeping in myself
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| There’s a light outside but I don’t mind just sleeping in myself |