| We lose all control of our senses,
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| so slowly
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| Give them up until we're defenseless,
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| so surely
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| This is not what you think it is
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| This is not what you, this is not what you
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| This is not what you think it is
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| It's worse
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| Now my computer gets sad without me, it's scary
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| It's turnin' off everything I believe in
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| 'Cause it knows it's easy
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| This is not what you think it is
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| This is not what you, this is not what you
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| This is not what you think it is
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| It's worse
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| 'Cause I'm another unperson
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| You created this mess
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| You are the grand designer
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| Revel in our unrest
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| And we're getting sick of your doublethink
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| We see you all and now the walls are cavin' in
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| And maybe I'm flawed, but I do exist
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| My thoughts are mine, I didn't sign up for this
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| Now my spirit can barely function, it's ugly
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| No longer fit for public consumption
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| Well, I guess that's somethin'
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| This is not what you think it is
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| This is not what you, this is not what you
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| This is not what you think it is
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| It's worse
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| Cause I'm another unperson
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| You created this mess
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| And we're getting sick of your doublethink
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| We see you all and now the walls are cavin' in
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| And maybe I'm flawed, but I do exist
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| My thoughts are mine, I didn't sign up for this
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| I'm just another clone of a clone
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| I'm out here searchin' for some meanin'
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| I'm all out of love, I forget what it feels like (Yeah)
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| And we all take orders comin' from above us
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| And they won't leave me alone
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| I'm just another clone of a clone of a clone
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| (Of a clone, of a clone, of a clone...) |