| Let your promises deflate,
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| As your children grow irate with life,
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| here inside (here inside).
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| Say goodbye (say goodbye).
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| In time you’ll have to face up to this
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| dying human race machine you prize,
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| Your Demise…
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| Is such the pill to swallow
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| echoed, your words ring hollow, still
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| You muster up some more lies
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| so hard to realize your fate
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| through swollen, twisted, blinding eyes
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| pushing the taste of you and I
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| through every hole
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| Twist back your whole tomorrow
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| Can’t count the daze inside the vein
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| that steel is crippling you now
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| tomorrow you won’t know your name
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| break down and burn for all your worth
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| in time to finish your last word
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| in time you’ll have to face up to this
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| dying human race machine you prize
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| Your Demise |