we're walking contradictions
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and toothless we try to bite
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we live up to our standards
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though we know they are not right
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we always stand up to fight - yeah
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when nothing's left to win
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we draw the shades when we're bothered
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ignorance is our twin
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we've got our fancy empty preconceived life
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still somehow we wonder why we're seldom satisfied
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only the fools
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will applaud this strange self-deception
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only the fools
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will believe in resurrection of ideals in purest form
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we're the first to claim their piece
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and then the first to beg for release
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why do we sanction their means with a nod
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boasting the absolute freedom of thought
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we are fools
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we hide with pride behind tolerant words
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neglecting the fact that we've been lured
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we are fools, we are tools
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only the fools
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will applaud this strange self-deception
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only the fools
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will believe in resurrection of ideals in purest form
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we're the first to claim their piece
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and then the first who beg for release
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Fools
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| Eloy |
