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To follow the voice in the [?] say
You know I didn't [?]
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He's just a product, yuh
He's just a product of his favorite products, a page forgotten
Paid space on the face's conscience, a case of content
Kept nameless when the name is nonsense, the aim is constant
Change but the shame is often his only option
Doesn't give a fuck about the world that he's been lost in
Pretty girls, good times, or what it cost him
Nobody stops him, though crowds try
He's locked in a cycle and it's bound to collide
With the [?] force
And soon to divorce him
From useless enforcement of stupid endorsements
The truth is a thorn in his side as he lies
In his lies analyzing the lines from his eyes
To his chin nine times out of ten it's his fault again
Takes the facts and he's altering them
So he can claim it all about a new perspective
But it's really just a tool to use, to keep from correctin'
His view of reality 'cause he'd rather be
Askin' the questions instead of answering actively
He'd happily sit back passively
Embrace apathy and hope it returns
The way it was before
The way it was before
The way it was
Before the moment when his life changed from nice things
And right dreams to night scenes by nineteen
His worldview was informed by his high beams
His eyes seemed to red for devising
Lost track of time for designs of what it might mean
What've might seemed exciting, but now he's just hiding
And the pressure's been tightening with the effort of striking
A fire when pliers are the only thing lighting
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