The mind can atrophy
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such mediocrity
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things aren't what they seem
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sometimes
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and every waking dream
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repeating central theme
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if we don't wake up do we die?
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and when the best can be
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worse than what's usually
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found it's all between
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the lines
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then patience starts to bleed
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increasing enmity
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its time to let the bullets fly
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developed all exposure
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revealing no composure
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the gates are open wide
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the wrecking ball is here
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your chest contains no treasure
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the prisoners are loose
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we've come for you all
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pay the expected fee
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for the insanity
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now the reflection's deeply
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lined
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all systems fail and seize
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break down and spill the grease
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aggressive tendencies designed
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and every element
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will force a consequence
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it takes a slanted state of mind
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then patience starts to bleed
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increasing enmity
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it's time to let the bullets fly
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We've Come For You All
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| Anthrax |
