| Experiment with mind control, crowd convulses
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| We don’t act on false impulses
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| Discipline with fierce conflicts of interest
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| Different opinions, but damned if we relinquish
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| Intentional exuberance, tolerate the turbulance
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| We attract the mentally disturbed and suburban kids
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| Peculiar forces, no time to take a breather
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| Talking cockyness, rocking with these awkward overachievers
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| Vicious sense of humour turn you into a believer
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| Either dig it or you don’t, we won’t settle for less
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| You should hate us with a passion or love us to death
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| The feeling of enchantment, this blissful rapture
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| Hits home for some, for others it’s hard to capture
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| Adapt to interference with a sinister appearance
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| Get devoured by a powerhouse of perceverance
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| «Swollen»
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| Members only, for the ceremony
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| You know I know you know me, the ill testimony
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| «Swollen»
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| The main concept to mochary is simple in its motives
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| You move when it moves, you plan out its orbits
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| The consequence to that, its heavy in its taxness
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| It spins your body around with units made for blasting
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| The thrashing of nationties on action filled streets
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| The more I stress it the less I feel complete
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| The heels of my feet are burnt up from walking
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| Up and down the pavement yelling slave auction
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| I don’t praise those options, I’m not that innocent
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| I raise my opinions through the nemesis dominion
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| They ration the supplies through the big brother of this brave new world
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| Catching rye with the Lord of the Flies
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| The presentation of demise printed in thirty dialects
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| I’m early to rise, the connections of the monument
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| «Swollen»
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| Members only, for the ceremony
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| You know I know you know me, the ill testimony
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| «Swollen»
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| Members only, for the ceremony
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| You know I know you know me, the ill testimony |