There's something buried deep between these lines that you will never see
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It's something that they don't want us to figure out
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Were suffocating under all the lies and picture perfect smiles
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The presidents and photographs in magazines
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And no ones listening
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We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation
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Divided by a sense of doubt
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We'll fight for you
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We'll break the rules
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We'll write this indignation
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Until it all comes crashing down
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There's something wrong when television is the basis for our lives
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They want us to believe in everything we see
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It's getting harder now that all the innocence has passed us by
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Now everybody wants to get something for free
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And no ones listening
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We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation
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Divided by a sense of doubt
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We'll fight for you
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We'll break the rules
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We'll write this indignation
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Until it all comes crashing down
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And everybody wants the truth
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But they're too scared to face it
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They just don't accept what's happening
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We just sit back and watch the world destroy itself when
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We all know something's wrong
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We are the lives that will decide the state of desperation
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Divided by a sense of doubt
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We'll fight for you
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We'll break the rules
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We'll write this indignation
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Until it all comes crashing down
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Until it all comes crashing down
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Suffocation
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| Allister |
