| My future is called pollution
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| Since the human race is god
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| Tomorrow shall decline
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| By the virus of bio technology
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| If’I want to drug my hope
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| I must believe in political lies
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| Who’s fucked up
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| Those who can or those who act
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| Who’s fucked up
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| Those who think or those who know
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| I know all is lost
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| For the future is a ghost
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| Fed by society
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| To condition everybody
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| But see, look at the world
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| There is nothing here for you
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| Everything is doomed to be eaten by worms
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| Oxidized and corrupted
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| I listen to the lies of peace
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| I see violence bursting out
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| I relish the nature of corruption
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| And I smell the pollution
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| I just sense freedom
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| Into madness
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| A few years ago
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| I was an innocent
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| But I have hope
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| I know now that
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| I became the pestilence
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| I believe in nothing and
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| I am nothing |