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In a moment of weakness they've gone for the throat |
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Prayers answered for the ruling classes, and we swallowed them whole |
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Heads down and hands up our need for safety has been hijacked again |
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They've got their fingers on the pulse of our mourning with knives poised |
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Decide right now which side you're on |
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Invest our freedom in failure by design |
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Hands tied with pleasure now we're choking on their cum |
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Guided deception allegiance to a goal |
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That never mattered until they told us so |
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Blow back has blown back into our face and ignited a war |
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On home turf between control and our free will lines are drawn |
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Release the dogs, they've picked up the scent, moving in for the kill |
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Unchained and hungry teeth ready to feast, release the dogs |
