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People are kept doped on their lies,
their held up with strings attached to their arms,
Their told to talk the same and think the same thoughts,
held back by walls they construct around you,

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And they make you buy things you dont need,
for money that you dont have,
to impress people that dont care,
why? my oh my…
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They sell you your thoughts that you thought you got free,
then you give them away to be thrown like debrie,
They make you build fenced beetween you and your dreams,
and you wont climb over cause your to afraid to fall,

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And they make you buy things you dont need,
for money that you dont have,
to impress people that dont care,
why? my oh my…
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Then one day you see glimpses of bars,
you look up to God and show him your scars,
what have I done, what have I become,
A useless body and a idle mind,


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