| Focus?
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| We didn’t even notice
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| We awake in a place
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| We can barely recognize, yeah
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| Hypnosis
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| And you can justify it all
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| Your back is up against the wall again
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| Shut up, silence
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| Add a little violence
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| And offend and pretend
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| And defend and demand my compliance
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| And you can always justify
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| The missile trails across the sky again
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| So what are you waiting for?
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| You got what you asked for
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| Did it fix what was wrong with you?
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| Are you less than?
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| Go and look what you gone done
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| Welcome oblivion
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| Did it fix what was wrong with you?
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| Are you less than?
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| Needful
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| Too many fucking people
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| You’ll have to take care of yourselves
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| You know I’ve got my hands full
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| And you can always justify
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| The missile trails across the sky again
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| So what are you waiting for?
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| You got what you asked for
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| Did it fix what was wrong with you?
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| Are you less than?
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| And look what you gone done
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| Come on welcome oblivion
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| Did it fix what was wrong inside?
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| Are you less than?
|
| So what are you waiting for?
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| You got what you asked for
|
| Did it fix what was wrong with you?
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| Are you less than? |
| (Are you less than? Less than?)
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| And look what you gone done
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| Well, welcome oblivion
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| Did it fix what was wrong inside?
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| Are you less than? |