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Looks like the time has come to pull the plug on the weak. Your independence gone, control
is not what it seems. It's time to rise up and take it into the streets. The life support
is cut, the transformation complete.
My actions don't seem so clean. You're out there pulling the strings.
Anything in a cage that couldn't hold has escaped and it's out of your control. Everything
you ever hoped that you could be only exists in a fake reality.
You and I are one in the same. One reflection bound by different names. Recognize that you
have become everything you hate, everything you hate.
Master manipulate, I'm nothing more than a slave. I must capitulate and start to dig
my own grave. It's time to die and be the person you've come to hate. I have come to
see the futility of the brave.
My actions don't seem so clean. You're out there pulling the strings.
Anything in a cage that couldn't hold has escaped and it's out of your control. Everything
you ever hoped that you could be only exists in a fake reality.
You and I are one in the same. One reflection bound by different names. Recognize that you
have become everything you hate, everything you hate.
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)... cut the cords and be free.
You and I are one in the same. One reflection bound by different names. Recognize that you
have become everything you hate, everything you hate.
Cut the cords, cut the cords (that bind you)... cut the cords and be free.