We are brain dead
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We march without no head
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Product of the brainless
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Product of the dumb
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Radiation roaches got you on the run
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Soldiers for the DNA, dissidents are put away
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Dragged off in the dead of night, disappear without a sight
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For global peace is what we pray, as long as things are done our way
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Disagree or acting rude, we will chop you up for food
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Our agenda is your end, until then we'll be your friend
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Act not thinking is our tool, stand up for the golden rule
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Stab your friends in the back, rule the world load the pack
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Human flesh is what we crave, nothing wasted in the grave
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Brain Dead
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| Wendy O. Williams |
