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Take a look at how you live, self righteous little prick
In this world, get what you give, in this moment give what you get
Give what you get
Life is just a game that swallows you fuckin' whole
We all owe a debt, you must pay the toll
Don't be come a pawn, in this fucked up place
You must seek the truth before it slaps you in the face
(The point of life) is too live free
(All the answers) in front of me
(The choice is yours) how you wanna live
(In this moment) get what you give
Have knowledge of self...... and give what you get
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I fantasise of your demiseeeeeee
You deserve to suffer until the end of the time
Warning you now not to push me
Cuz your praying on the weak, seeking sympathy
Your gona get yours, creep
Ashamed of myself for calling you a friend
Now is the time for this shit to end
Manipulation is your best skill, acting the victim while innocence is killed
No one is afraid of you, i'll laugh out loud when we meet face to face
No one is hiding from you, the damage is done so pick...... up the pace
No one is afraid of you, your gonna loose the race
No one is hiding from you, i'll laugh when we meet face to face
Die cold and alone, knowing your life is ruined
Everyone knows...... what you are
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World domination
Corrupt system destroying, creating
We need to infiltrate them...... can it be done?
Be realistic, your mind has been twisted
Obsessed with shit you can't buy
Work your hands to the bone until you die
Loosing patience with fake faces
They'll shake your hand, then put a knife in your back
Don't be easily fooled cuz it's all an act
They'll sell you out so fast, you won't have time.... to react
This price of freedoms killing me
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It's all..... perspective
When lifes cogs get caught
Humanity's, sold and then bought
Damned to sink, then left to rot
Treating the wound with salt
Know your place, or go insane
Don't get caught, in the race again
Know your place..... (or go insane)
No solace on these gritty streets
Hard to find peace in a city that never sleeps
Dancing on strings, as they laugh in your face
Better know your place
Know your place.....
No solace on these gritty streets
Hard to find peace in a city that never sleeps
Dancing on strings, as they laugh in your face
Better know your fuckin.......... place
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Anger consumes me, i was born from pain
My soul has been turned cold, by the fucking rain
But this rage gives me power, the ability to survive
Fight against the fucking tide, thats drowning..... my life
I will never stop this quest until im dead
Searching for the answers inside my head
On a mission, for internal peace
I will never stop this quest until im dead
Searching for the answers inside my head
My instinct is, survival........
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