There I was reaching out for a hand
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But the concept was out of my grasp
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I only wanted to be one with the word
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I only wanted to see it's fruition
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Controlling thoughts and raping minds
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Like painting pictures for the blind
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Images I see are taking
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Life from out of me it's killing
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Every thought I think permeates my mind
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But I am not going to believe
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Speak my peace I try to explain my beliefs
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And I am lauded with hate and disdain
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Now that I've heard their hypocritical words
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I realize there's no chance for comprehension
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Think for yourself in your own way
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Hear what I say
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To Believe
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| Aztec Jade |
