| Why immerse the truth?
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| Caught our bravery,
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| Between skin and the call of me.
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| Why do we live so pretentiously
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| In our own skin, we’re all hiding.
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| God forbid that we step on someone’s toes.
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| A living, breathing generation of the walking dead,
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| Believing nothing is wrong but everything always is.
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| Is this all for the greater good?
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| We built the bridge from Earth to hell.
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| Even the craze could really save us all,
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| We just can’t seem to get over ourselves.
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| God forbid that we step on someone’s toes.
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| A living, breathing generation of the walking dead,
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| Believing nothing is wrong but everything always is.
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| Oh oh oh,
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| Oh oh oh,
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| Oh oh oh oh,
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh.
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| All the things we think we need,
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| All the things we need have taken his place.
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| All the things we think we need,
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| Have taken his place, have taken his place.
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| God forbid that we step on someone’s toe,
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| And God descends, his shape of leg, his heart of stone?
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| A living, breathing generation of the walking dead,
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| Believing nothing is wrong but everything always is. |