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Discarded rubbish left to dissolve like a castaway |
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Stamped as a reject, sworn to reject, you're a castaway |
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No one will have you, nowhere to call home, you're a |
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Nameless stray, rules don't apply, no i won't follow |
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I'm no master's slave scarred at birth, bloodstained |
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Never sold, thrown away |
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No false salvation can alter the mind of a castaway |
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No regulations will straighten the path of a castaway |
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Antisocial, anti-society, we're all castaways |
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They fashion the leash, but i won't wear it |
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I'm no bastard's slave scarred at birth, bloodstained, |
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Never old, thrown away |
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On the surface we appear to comply only because |
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That makes us harder to detect |
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Under the radar, under the radar |
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Dismantling the plans, sabotaging the schemes |
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Skewing the numbers, shattering the dreams |
