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Stumbling , the target

Defibrillate the dysfunctional abandonment hunger

Property of the Propaganda

Our thoughts they seek to infiltrate

Perpetuating the violent

Fucking eaten alive by the mental state

I need to sleep

The weight of burdens are threatening everything

ripped back into reality

Violently torn from the heightened state

In the aether, saturated

All lights are eventually faded

Jaded by ultimatums

reputations and how to hate them

Conviction in remission

deposited immediate double vision

They’ll sing our anthem

We are a pathogen

again and again!

Propaganda, our thoughts they seek

Tombed pathogens

And we never learn shit from it

(shit from it)

Classified as stereotypical torment asleep

You are what you eat

We are the company we keep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep.

Buried in regret

Paralyzed by the weight of our debts

And we still get nothing for it

They got us so distorted

Trying to be the one who could afford it

So fuckin pointless

I didn’t want this

I was sold a lie

And I’ll pay a price

In Accordance, to the ever avoided

Desperate attempt to represent

Something more important

Your words are fire

your over critical misplaced

Guilt free bullshit