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Looking forward/A day will come/Adversity of the present left behind/Toil replaced/By feeling of pride/Call me an optimist?/I think it’s necessary.
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When we were kids/We were inseparable/Two bodies, one mind/ Having friends was enough/The myth of social stature meant nothing to us/ We were content with just us/Content without social ambitions/Turn our back to the crowd/Ignored the pressure put upon us. Time passed by/I could tell you were brimming with questions/About who you were, what you were, your worth/Who’d come and tell you what you wanted to hear?/You traded our friendship/For a false sense of belonging/Left me wondering/If we ever meant a thing. Where are you now friend? (YOU’RE GONE) Followed the friendship I thought we had/Where did we go wrong?/Should I have offered you more than just a friend?/But should I have to?/The thought is preposterous. When we were kids/We were inseparable/Two bodies, one mind/Having friends wasn’t enough/The myth of social stature became your reality/I hope that you’re happy/I’d never stomp on your ambitions/So follow your new crowd/And don’t back, because you’re dead to me now.
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All you earn/All you spend/Is that all you are?/No meaning in your labor/Love=just another purchase/Human resource/Hollowed shell/Just a tool for your masters/You serve them well. True intentions revealed/Betrayed by your catch phrase.
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You say my crowd isn’t hip enough/You dub my every movement unacceptable/You say I have no direction/I have no will/Must accept! What am I to you?/Nothing. What am I to me?/Nothing. What am I?/Nothing. You live to crush my every ideal and thought/When will it end?/The answer’s never/Unless I conquer my cowardice/But I have no will/Must accept! Grow?/Stunt/Rise?/No, push me back down into my place I surrender and accept your bullshit as fact (5X)
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Container discarded/For what’s inside/Worth money in northern markets/A life gone/But who noticed?/No one important/No one at all. A cynical trade in human parts.
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Closed mind/It’s killing you/Live a lie/(How) you’ve been trained/It’s all you see/WHAT YOU’RE NOT. Your true desires/You won’t accept/Repression has become denial/This facade of masculinity/The opposite of what you really are. Why can’t you face/The fact that you are not/What you wish you were?/Be the man that you’re pretending to be.
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Power hunger /sparks the conquest/Of innocent neighboring lands/ Rape, murder, experimentation/Lives and bodies torn apart/ Yangtze river/A bloody red/Too dense with bodies to penetrate by boat/ The stepping stones beneath your feet/The corpses of the slaughtered. WHY? Years have passed/(Still) Unforgiven/But forgotten conveniently/ Financially secure/Morally unfit/World doesn’t choose to see/ Millions of voices/Still screaming in pain/Must be heard at last/ Time has come for us to join them/We must ask WHY?
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A steel shell can show no emotion/ Sometimes you stop & think, sometimes begin to wonder Labor unquestioning, the program can't be wrong/ Sometimes you stop & think, but it never lasts for long Obsolescence, a tool outlives it's use The completion of a task is the beginning of another Component is replaced, the function unaffected Sixty years and then you rest, eighty years and then you die A billion dead minds form the means of production Was it always this way, was there something you've fogotten Inefficiencies purged, dead or left to die Seamed worth so much, sold for subsistence and a little sex Obedience is easy, automatic action Scared of what might not happen, you chose the standard route A robot cannot hope that there should be something better Sometimes you stop & think, but it never lasts for long Lazer sweeps the barren waste land Arc of death none can survive Engineered disease kills all that breaths Atomic dust chokes the light from the sky The factories' increasing production Automated weapons of genocide Obedient warriors serve soulless masters Industrialized utopia Before it's too late we must preserve Last vestige of humanity Stand now against robotic terrror Tomorrow there will be no escape Stop turning people into robots We are more than machines We may only be humans We are more than machines
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Nine months, hated mass, Unwanted, unbenkownst to all. Hidden, out of embarrassment or fear of daddy's wrath? "You're too well-bred for this!" "is this how you thank us?" How could you ever explain? EVER EXPLAIN High school prom, consumer spectacle, marketplace of sex neatly packaged. Small world, drapped in ignorance; small atrocity, no surprise. Hide the pain, hide the bloodshed, back room abortion all cleaned up.