So tell me: What in monotony makes you dance ?
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Your robotic grinding. A cracked mirror
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And your painted smeared smiles
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You are dying
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The circles you trudge are shrinking.
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You fade.
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You find strength in denial
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And meaning in the voids
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When everything is shallow and cold
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(Begin to end) When will your eyes flicker open ?
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What is the meaning of this dance ?
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A death rite ?
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You are drinking just to forget
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And your desire to be similar. What's in a name ?
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Express yourself in cliches. This is a meat carnival
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You find strength in denial.
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Build walls where truth knocks
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You hide behind others and smile through screaming
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You're a fake
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Begin to end
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Again to end
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Moulded from plastic
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Begin again
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Again to end
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Liar
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Find a new way of dying
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Though this is tried and true
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Find a new way of dying
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This one bores me
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Zero
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The Amenta |