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you try to take all the challenge out of all of our lives

you make it all too predictable, with your white wash lies

you see, you got to show me the torment and all the despair

all those bloodless bullet holes are more than we can bear

with the plastic coverings and the cut-rate display

no renewal of the pleasurable with no image of decay

you go for the stability and what do you get?

some real vivid misfortune, a cause now an effect

clean sweep