Within a mechanical pose
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And a heart pumping a need for control
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Forced to fit inside a mold
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Living to dehumanize is gonna take its toll
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Take it in
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And let it saturate
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Under the skin
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Until you can't even
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Remember when
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You first felt the sinking
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Feeling that
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Something's missing you
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Traded for a gun
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Did we inflate your sense of pride
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And did it feed your lust for power
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When you threw us to the ground
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You took what's ours and sold it back
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Another day another dollar for this town
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Your uniform made a perfect burial suit
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Oklahoma
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| Darkest Hour |
