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Mindlessly
03:34
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Mindlessly staring at a screen, pictures move, you stand still.
Screaming all of the profanities, nobody can hear you no one will.
Oh oh oh....
Temporary bliss can only get you so far, so far.
It's like a hit or miss its relevance is dwelling in the abyss of your heart.
Break it down, all around.
This blurred vision was your half witted decision can't help them now.
They walk among the lions broken hearted searching for a way to feed their appetite;
This cold and lonely vice.
The lions don't have any patience, tearing them limb from limb they're ruthless.
Fed their appetite, do you see what their trying to find?
Trying to find.
Hey,
Glimpse at me for a second baby.
I'm drowning in this jungle, can't you see?
Please have some sympathy, I'm on my knees...
It's looks like you're overwhelmed with your own apathy.
Innocent minds made innocent by lies.
Lies of fortune, lies of closure.
Standing in the lines waiting for a motion.
Come inside, welcome home.
Break it down, all around.
This blurred vision was your half witted decision can't help them now.
They walk among the lions broken hearted searching for a way to feed their appetite;
This cold and lonely vice.
The lions don't have any patience, tearing them limb from limb they're ruthless.
Fed their appetite, do you see what their trying to find?
Trying to find.
Break it down, all around.
This blurred vision was your half witted decision can't help them now.
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Victorious
03:53
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Ruined myself for the sake of your acceptance.
The more we pushed the more exhausted we became.
Leaving ourselves in our own discretion never fixed anything.
Rest assured that peace comes from something greater than ourselves.
I found myself I found myself, oh oh..
Come follow me,
Be at peace, we will be victorious
Learn from my mistakes and teach me.
Teach me all that you know know so that
I'm safe from machines and love all hyped up.
Fabricated feeling is what we're dreaming up.
Fabricated feeling is what we're dreaming up.
Come follow me,
Be at peace, we will be victorious.
Fabricated feeling is what we're dreaming up
I found myself I found myself.
Fabricated feeling is what we're dreaming up
(I found myself I found myself )
I found myself I found myself
I found myself I found myself
Come follow me,
Be at peace, we will be victorious
Come follow me,
Be at peace, we will be victorious
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Maybe
04:07
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They are wandering aimlessly in circles again.
And it's so unusual how they all bend to be invisible.
Maybe it will change
and maybe it will change
It's such a shame how they live day by day, no longer courageous and brave.
Destroyed all inside and won't even think twice, can't say it's ever crossed my mind.
And maybe it will change
and maybe it will change
Over thinking everything
Take a step back and you'll see.
Reverse to what we thought was right,
never really brought satisfaction
But it's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
God for once why can't we be who we say, who we say.
God for once why can't we be who we say.
And maybe it will change
and maybe it will change
But it's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
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