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Even in a simple exchange I can tell |
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Whether or not you swallowed those propaganda pills |
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The steady overdose that we've stomached since our birth |
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That makes us content with our simple and obedient existence |
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Breathe this in and let this dose be of reality |
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To the world as you were truly meant to perceive it |
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Infinite shades of reason and truth |
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Of fulfillment and identity, of vices and virtues |
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Let the curtains close across the stage you've known |
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And the spotlight fade for the chance to see |
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What resonates within your very core |
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Will light the stage that you were meant to perform |
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Allow yourself this moment to move freely |
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The walls will crumble from around you |
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What echoes now will be from within |
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So believe in what it is that you hear |
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Breathe this in and let this dose be of reality |
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To the world as you were truly meant to perceive it |
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Infinite shades of reason and truth |
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Of fulfillment and identity, of vices and virtues |
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Let the curtains close across the stage you've known |
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And the spotlight fade for the chance to see |
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What resonates within your very core |
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Will light the stage that you were meant to perform |
