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If only I could break the spell |
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That binds your heart |
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I wish that I could abrogate |
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Whatever trance keeps you believing |
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That hideous deception |
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That this is what your heart is yearning for |
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The power of suggestion and the mind |
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Bereft of the discretion to deny |
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The insidious lie |
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Caught in the clutches |
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Of those who would usurp your motivation |
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Held in the grasp |
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Of those who would collateralize your life |
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I hoped you wouldn't patronize |
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Those who would appropriate your mind |
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But you've been prone to swallow lies |
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Ignorantly still believing |
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That somebody out there |
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Holds that missing part of you |
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Knows what in your heart |
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You've always truly thirsted for |
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It's packaged at a price you can afford |
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And ready to deliver to your door |
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Oh but I know it's a lie |
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Must we persist in believing |
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That we can buy joy |
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Or are we all swine |
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Are we defined by our girth and our appetites |
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Can we be anything more than consumers |
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If only I could break the spell |
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That binds your heart |
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I wish that I could abrogate |
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Whatever trance keeps you believing |
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That hideous deception |
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That this is what your heart is yearning for |
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The power of suggestion and the mind |
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Bereft of the discretion to deny |
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The insidious lie |
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Caught in the clutches |
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Of those who would collateralize your mind |
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Held in the grasp |
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Of those who would usurp your free will |
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Caught in the clutches (The insidious lie) |
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Of those who would expropriate you |
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Those who would collateralize you |
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Those who would commodify your mind |
