I don't blame you.
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You only make the tools for their trade.
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But if I give you a mirror,
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Can you tell me what you have really made?
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Perpetuating circle of fear and consumption
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To keep us bound and blind.
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We are all afraid of the things,
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That we will never see.
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Construction. To makes us all believe.
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Construction. Turn it off.
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We scream. Remember the fate of Deir Yassin.
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But we're always the first to forget.
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This bomb we call progress.
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This bomb is like us men.
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Just another form of forced submission.
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We are all afraid of the things, that we will never see.
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Grand, creative, construction
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to make us all believe.
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Turn it off! Turn it off!
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Lets stop and cross our fingers.
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I'm crossing mine.
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Boeing
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| Majority Rule |
