1. |
Confusion
01:16
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Constant exploitation
For the sake of convenience
Illusion of choice
Buried deep in the
back of our minds
Begging for
suspension
Lack of intention
Ignoring the lie
Ignoring the lie
Blinding ourselves with self-importance
Selfish ways
Sliding into incapable state
It seems like there's no way out
There's no way out of confusion
Suffering the consequences
Selfish ways
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2. |
Flesh Prisoner
01:13
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The skin that separates me
from the outside world
is also the one that limits my growth.
Locked into cells of meat and entrails: my bare physical self.
Gotta tear out, with the wounds also chances open up.
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3. |
Malicious Social Code
01:10
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Poisonous traditions handed over and over
Crippling traumas relived again and again
Malicious social code
Raised to accept oppressive structures
Harmful patterns passed on generation to generation.
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4. |
Instrument of Power
01:32
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Backdoor opression
Force fed hopelessness
A broken society
Knee deep in self pity
Despair used as an instrument of power
Post-modern tyranny
Is built on unconcern
We're enslaved by
Our own lack of perspective
Broken
Fragmented
Reduced to individuals
A fragmented society
Knee deep in self pity
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5. |
(Mis)interpretation
01:22
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Self destruction: a gifted child’s interpretation of solidarity.
Looking for an easy way out, denial of responsibility.
Excuses, amendments, procrastinating through life
Chemical “solutions”, symptoms of a degrading mind
Infantile nihilism, extensive layers of irony
Wallowing in anxiety, always too busy to make a change
The efforts spent punishing yourself could’ve used to build something
To let yourself sink is an easy way out, but it's nothing compared to
keeping others afloat
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6. |
Without a Pack
03:00
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Oh, the primal urge to belong
We’re wired to cooperate
We spend our lives craving for the very thing
we’re taught to reject
Lone wolves / don’t only / bring the / terror
Lone wolves/ also / suffer from it / through their lives
Loners make perfect targets,
the ones our masters wish for
One is the unit of a society
Less than the sum of its parts
Lone wolves are not simply the ones who bring the terror
But also the ones who live under it during their enitre life
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7. |
Combusting Future
01:17
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Another decade wasted, another generation
Stuck with unrealized expectations
Born into decay
Socialized on a downhill slide
Fed with the lie
Of a brighter future
All you see is the huge pile of smoke
It smells so familiar
It comes from your dreams catching fire
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