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Tourniquet
Loathe
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Marching
To the slaughter
Moving slowly
Keep in order
It's so frustrating to see reason
And dwell on the other side
Force-fed shit until you die
As if your brain was fried
You built this cell
Your living hell
Strapped your own chains
And died this way
Blinding
In your eyes
Strengthening
What we despise
I can never understand why you need
To explain your shit to me
I don't need to tell you mine
What I want to I'll just be
Freedom of thought
That can't be bought
One way of life
Until we die
Every individual is one unique recipe that's why all of your opinions can never apply to me
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Your sinking
Won't drown us all
We will be here
When you fall
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Confusion and disdain
Will spread upon us
Like acid rain
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You built this cell
Your living hell
Strapped your own chains
And died this way
Every individual is one unique recipe that's why all of your opinions mean much less than shit to me
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Confusion and disdain
Will spread upon us like acid rain
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