We rely on subtle points and stabs at biting humor
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to reveal our tired roles of slave and domination
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who did you enlighten today humiliate to sell your point of view
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create and image for mass consumption insecurities as intellect
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see your soul in your eyes hope your trophies will not mind
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I'm sick of this grain of salt that I must take you with
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I want to lash out but I bite my lip
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the talk gets older and the lines get stale
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your chance at godliness has already failed
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you can't deny your thirst and drive for your time in the spotlight
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why are you so damned sure that you shut your friends out
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I have learned to shut out every hateful word
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you'll never see the friends you've lost
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from behind your transparent mask
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I haven't grown to hate you I've just grown to forget you
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you label me class rank and station your intellectual masturbation
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you're absolutely intoxicated with your own mouth running in circles
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your tongue always tends to lose it
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every chance you get you abuse it
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you have now spent a lifetime killing time
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I'm sick and tired of your reaction
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why don't you shut the fuck up
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and when you discover just how easy it is to impress
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without demanding attention for no reason maybe you'll believe me
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your own will to power has come back to haunt you
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The Abominations Of Those Virtuous
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| Boy Sets Fire |
