give me time to think man
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the future's plain to see
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alarm bells ringing in my head
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smells like conspiracy
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everything to easy the curtain is never closed
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someone might believe this shit
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but I'm not one of those
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may be all of us are blind
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too many struggles left behind
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I don't know why we are bored beyond belief
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we came a long way out of nowhere
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diggin' the soil
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tried to find I don't know what
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diggin' the soil
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can't remember where we started
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somehow it seems we forgot
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so we keep on crawling in the dirt
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diggin' the soil
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we're dancing on the edge and swim against the flood
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our heats are waterproof and colder,
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colder gets the blood
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something feels so unreal doubts eating the will
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bloodless, scared, suspicious
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but the horse is riding still
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may be all of us are blind...
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Diggin' The Soil
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Fury in the Slaughterhouse |