| We’re just connecting dots of past encounters
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| Hanging on to what you know, and what’s become far to familiar over time
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| We include one another, in our stagnance, and time may as well stand still
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| We’re all servants, to a master bent on our destruction
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| We bow our heads and say jump how high?
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| This isn’t a right, it’s a responsibility
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| I’m just a sheep but I’ve got a little fight in me (fight in me)
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| A tired dog but I’ve still got some bite in me
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| So here’s to the degradation of the pride we built, do they only stand by
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| ignorance, is that their happy state?
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| Proof of their obedience, and their faith
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| I swear to god this is a comedy
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| The cruelest joke I’ve never told
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| But in my head, it never gets old
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| We’ve allowed the crimes against ourselves, so how can we complain?
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| We’re the source of our own pain, so even though I’ve found a place to rest my
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| head
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| I still can’t sleep, I still can’t sleep at night |