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This choke hold is driving me away from your world.
Far from complying, I'm so drenched in spite,
I'd chew off my own feet before stepping in line.
Crawl back out to be pushed down.
Come lay down to be dissolved...

(chorus)
Once again you waste what little time we have,

Now there's no one here to hurt me..
No one left to blur my mind.
No one here to remind me of all the things I've left behind.
Now there's no one here to see me falling down on my own
and I'll show you what I can be... When I prove everything wrong.
(chorus)
So why don't you go away,
don't you tell me what I know.

We won't stop until we own the air you breathe,
and sell it back for an obscene monthly fee.
We won't quit until your world is a corporate show...
And there's no need to hide our motives...
You don't care to know.

Your favorite memories will be buying pretty things,
to replace your time under a trademark sign.

If it wasn't for this crippling mixture of fear and delusion, greed and control,
then maybe we'd have a realistic picture
of what we have bought and what has been sold.

(chorus)
It's the oldest way to take control.
Aim their discontent at those below.
Make the problem and sell the solution.

Choreography. Paint by numbers. Exchange hollow greeting with someone who'll do the same. Smile appropriately for the right kinds of people, with the right kinds of capital, financial or social. Craft your character, rehearse your performance. See which you sells the best and reinforce habits. Walk to the altar, read from the prompter, smile for your picture, and clap like a seal.
Is everyone looking at me? Are they nodding their heads in approval? Does this convince you? It never convinced me... it never convinced me.
Years don't teach anything if you're not listening... or plugging your ears with bargain priced fantasies that are cheap to adopt, but will surely break down right when you need a real understanding.
Choreography. Don't think critically. It's all been figured out for you, and nothing means anything.
Is everyone looking at me? Are they nodding their heads in approval? Does this convince you? It never convinced me... it never convinced me.

One thing should be coming across as abundantly clear:
there's more than one valid way to live.
But you clutch to your absolutes, preaching with confidence,
breeding intolerance, and setting limits on me.
You're a piece of a piece of an accidental moment,
a self concerned weak machine, a slave to yourself.
'Got your head in the sand, got your nest built on fear,
your mind frozen and fixed upon a hopeless idea.

Pictures of love still hanging in memories...
Only pain enlightens this world's disease.
Little eyes and ears, too small too see.
That daddy;'s turned his back now, so easily.

(chorus)
I can take this hate no mare, it's killing us all.
Free me from this place.

There's life after death, you just won't be there at all.
You wouldn't want to be anyway, while this decays... Be glad you won't.

Awareness rests upon the beating of your heart
The firing of nerves and the actions of a universe
Of tiny little branches for every single thought
Required for the concept of what you think you are.

Highly Specific

I'll save a hole for you to crawl into
when you wake up to see
this great deceit you bought into.
Your face will melt, and soon you'll be consumed.

We've got highly specific information

Just a few facts that I thought you should know...
Life increases your chances of dying,
so why are you trying at all?
On a walk in the summer sun you're more likely to be in a homocide,
not to mention the cancer you'll get and the light waves frying your eyes.

Dive right in... (Ч2)
Dive... (Ч2)

Throw your consciousness away
I will save you
Prepare for the End of Days
We'll make it come true
All these guards we've put in place to protect you
Ignore steps along the way
You'll be there soon
All of you

Running through a maze, how I waste away my days,
but the clock spins too fast to find a better way.
So I live inside my head, and I never hear an end
and I wonder why I keep running
when no one seems to win.
Makes me alone...
How easily I'm thrown
Blue and whites are everywhere, will thet make me from here

There's no escaping all we've done.
There's no hiding what we've become.
(×2)

Awoke to the silence...
Thoughts condensed into a single point,
driving through my skin:
Unwilling accomplice, we've killed again.