| Evision yourself on a pedestal
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| A thought you never erased
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| Causing the picture that you see
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| To be so easily distorted
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| Your world has thought you well
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| You joined what you were so much against
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| At least you thought
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| Puppet, soldier another clone
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| Puppet, soldier relieve your hate, relieve your pain
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| You live in a world of fear
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| One where what’s inside is never realized
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| Each with something special
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| Never to be shared
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| An image you created, in the corner of your mind
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| That isn’t even there
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| Ability to accept
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| You mask it with all you learned
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| Now comfort yourself
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| You’re not like them at all
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| You live in a world of fear
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| One where what’s inside may never be seen |