brought down before you and I'm feeling the feeling
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of not wanting to be like you I refused to be trapped
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it molds us like a clone never thinking for ourselves
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it's time to break this sterile tradition time to crack
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take a crack to let us breath
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before I consume your filth consume your product
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consume this genocide consume your media
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give me a razor and with this
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I give my wrists a kiss of steel.
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Razor
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| Unbroken |
