| The normal man, promised all things
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| Brought into this, taken by pain
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| He mistook home for grave
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| For Grave
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| The normal man, filtered by hate
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| Living to pay, buying what’s fake
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| He mistook home for grave
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| It’s not what we’re made to be
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| So why’d he do it?
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| I guess he just did not know
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| The anthem cries, but why listen?
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| Betrayed again, betrayed again
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| What began as life for him
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| Was only sorrow, was only shame
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| It’s like the story of disgrace
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| Fraught with peril every day
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| So why’d he do it?
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| I guess he just did not know
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| Given nothing, left so lonesome
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| He mistook home for his grave
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| It’s not what we’re made to be
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| So breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| The anthem cries, but why listen?
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| Betrayed again
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| What began as life for him
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| Was only sorrow (was only sorrow)
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| Was only shame (was only shame)
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| It’s like the story of disgrace
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| Fraught with peril every day
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| Betrayed again, betrayed again
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| I guess we just do what we’re told
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| The normal man passed away
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| Dead and gone |