| Compelled to consume, a need to satisfy the urge
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| Desire to meet, a translucent expectation
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| Hooked into the grid, a stream of never ending images
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| Convincing the world, the way they want us to all be
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| Breaking you down, with messages designed to feed into… Subonscious fears and
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| insecurities
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| We got what you need to fill the never ending void
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| The hole in your soul that you’re unable to avoid
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| Compelled to consume, driven to obey
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| Haunted by desire, staggering in dismay
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| Compelled to consume, driven to obey
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| Haunted by desire, staggering in dismay
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| Flashing images of perfection, something you can never achieve
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| Desperate emptiness burns inside of you
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| Searching, endless agony
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| Deaf, dumb, dead, and blind, years of reception have programmed your mind
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| Buying, selling, begging for time
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| Searching for happiness you cannot… buy
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| Succumb to daily pressures to meet the status quo
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| Resources exhausted
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| Plugged in, tuned out, turned on, switched off
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| We are your overseers, the unseen masters of every want — desire
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| Born, and then you die and in between you live the life of a lie
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| Thrown into a sea of discontent — left to drown
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| Compelled to consume, driven to obey
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| Haunted by desire, staggering in dismay
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| Compelled to consume, driven to obey
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| Haunted by desire, staggering in dismay |