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They got you dying of thirst. Don't even try to front, fool, |
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like you ain't on checkunder layers of vanity, uncertainties |
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got your soul wrecked style? Veil chained mask strapped tight |
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hide cries from inside; behind, vain lies chew the shattered |
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glass sex, Hate, envy, greed living in suffocation misery- |
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bleeds so-called alternative imagery defenition of false me. |
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There's more to identify than bodily misery. They got you |
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dying of thirst, living in suffocation. Illusion is all up in |
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you. Alternative must be more than this. Biological? Chemical? |
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Science says I'm pure physical. Lower me to equality of dust |
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with no destiny, molecular structure. If this is all that I |
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be, then humans weren't killed in the holocaust, they were |
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just machines. Reject void supplement, man=rag equivalence. |
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Humanity is more than a complex form of existence. Human |
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capacity a third of its brain. No reliance on science - I cry |
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soul defiance! Dying of thirst, I'm more than a mathematical |
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equation. I am more than a chemical combination. My existence |
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cannot be reduced to scientific theory! |