| Your thoughts are compromising
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| Self — centered, patronized
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| Your image supersedes your soul
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| You find me mystifying
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| Subhuman, so anoying
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| You can’t have me under control
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| You think you live forever
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| You don’t find that profound
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| You won’t think, you’re so clever
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| When you hear thunder underground, all right now
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| Your morbid fear of losing
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| Destroys the lives you’re using
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| You only have one point of view
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| The stigma of delusion
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| Confirms your self illusion
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| And after all this could be you
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| When you hear thunder underground, here we go now
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| Could it be that I have found my mind or have I gone insane?
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| Roller coaster of the madness and there’s only me to blame
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| The ever faithful hand of doom will take the pain away
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| I’ll never know the answer to it all 'til my dying day
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| Your bullshit culture licking
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| Can’t stop the deathwatch ticking
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| You’re only mortal after all
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| Your appetite for power
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| Subverts your every hour
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| But every time the mighty fall |