| Sometimes I listen to many voices in my head
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| Voices insist on telling me I’m dead
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| Towards this mad society I’m no one
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| But I’m alive to fight against your clan
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| Back to mad society (4x)
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| I see only war and injustice in my way
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| The weakers are losers and can’t react
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| I turn in my weapons against these pigs
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| Now my attitude is clear and made of revolt
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| Mad society, alienation
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| Brutal force, obliteration
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| Without money in your life
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| You’d better die
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| Paranoia, exploitation
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| Persecution, hallucination
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| No peace in your life
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| You’d better fight
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| Back to mad society (4x)
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| My head aches when I look around
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| Indifferent people go on with their lifes
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| They’re part of this mad society
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| I feel lonely and my power is all gone |