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You're pop culture is shit |
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Where do I stand as an individual |
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In a cultureless society |
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One that I don't need |
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I've got a mind of my own |
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Here I stand without a place to roam |
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Without an idol telling me just who |
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I am Or who |
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I need to be |
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Can't erase my life |
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You can't rip this feeling from my arms |
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You can brake my back |
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You can brake my heart |
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You can't stand when life doesn't rip us apart |
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Vomit all your bile |
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Your atempt to castrate all your dreams |
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You live and breathe |
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As we jump through rings |
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As we all live, we all die |
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Without a purpose is not how |
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I lay I will not take this one lying down |
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We will bring you down |
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Can't erase my life |
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You can't rip this feeling from my arms |
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You can brake my back |
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You can brake my heart |
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You can't stand when life doesn't rip us apart |
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And if you lived life, |
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You could see through more than hollow |
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That your victory isn't much to me |
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It is the end of life |
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This world is my vile |
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I can feel it burning up my skin |
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My ears My eyes |
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My brain I can feel hate churnin' from within |
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This world is vile |
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I can feel it burning up my skin |
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My ears My eyes |
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My brain I |
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CAN FEEL H |
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ATE Can't erase my life |
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You can't rip this feeling from my arms |
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You can brake my back |
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You can brake my heart |
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You can't stand when life doesn't rip us apart |
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And if you lived life, |
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You could see through more than hollow |
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That your victory isn't much to me |
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It is the end of life |