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Take a quick glance at the mass, |
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I look around and see nothing but Mrs. Glass & Mr. Glass, |
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It's as if they were made in the same studio, |
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The problem is that they take pride in doing so |
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They'd rather be slave to a group led by |
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blind men holding a torch |
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Lit and a flashlight |
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He lulls the people with what's in his hands |
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And they're dumb enough to follow cause they don't understand |
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GOD! |
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You put your life in the hands of man, |
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You don't know whats up, You don't even understand, |
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Now your Grave was dug by the same person in the mirror |
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It can't get much clearer |
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You put your eggs in one basket like its fine |
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And spend up your last dime, |
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Investing on a future |
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Thats built on fallacy and false hope |
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Coming from what it seems to be the things you're forced to believe |
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You've tricked yourself |
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Dismissed yourself |
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Please be real don't kid yourself |
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This thing called life is noting more |
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than a journey filled with the real that you try to ignore, |
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But you can't and you have to deal with it |
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It's die or survive eat or get ate quick |
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Ha! Ha! Ha! |
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But hold up though yeah in spite that I'm not like that |
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Your approaches signify that we are different |
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I'm comfortable with the skin that I was born with |
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You're just a gimmick force fed by the masses |
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To fit an image and you're cool with it, |
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But not me and if it means being alone |
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I'll be just fine on my own until I'm called home |
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You're not fooling me |
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You're not fooling me |
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Groove! |
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You let a man fool you with his words |
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And you're undisturbed by what you heard |
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believing in a fool is absurd it says a lot about what you're worth |
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And it ain't much just a clown without that makeup |
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But you'll pay for what you take up |
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For real |
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Through the smog I still see |
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You be them and I'll just be me |
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You may have a pulse, but you're still dead |
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You may have a pulse, but you're still dead |
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You're dead |
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You're dead |
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You're dead |
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'Cause you're scared of reality |
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So you hide behind the same mask used by everyone else |
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And a false hope |
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Coming from what it seems to be the things you're forced to believe |
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You've tricked yourself |
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Dismissed yourself |
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Please be real don't kid yourself |
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This thing called life is noting more |
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than a journey filled with the real that you try to ignore, |
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But you can't and you have to deal with it |
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It's die or survive eat or get ate quick |
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It's absurd that you believe all of what you've heard |
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You don't realize the damage you've done the damage done |
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What will it take to realize that it's too late? |
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And when it all hits the fan I'll be the only that stands |
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It's absurd that you believe all of what you've heard |
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You don't realize the damage you've done the damage done |
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What will it take to realize that it's too late? |
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And when it all hits the fan I'll be the only that stands |
