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You're lost in their gluttonous agenda |
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Built on a foundation of sand |
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Their tides wash away your perspective |
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The mouth that feeds forces the hand |
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More, More is what you need |
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And None, ****ing nothing is what you get |
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You're gone as you stare at it blindly |
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They've got you numb to the bone |
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So pure, praying hard with your head in the sand |
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Baptized in the ****ing glow |
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Broke, impoverished, |
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You're less than human |
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You're captivated |
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You're taken captive |
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The Wolves have pulled their wool over your eyes |
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Currents |
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The density of current affairs |
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Colliding in the vastless sky |
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The ebb and flow of balance |
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Of wealth |
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Alive |
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The magnitude of planets |
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In your personal life |
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You live a life |
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You lose |
