are you so blind to what lies beyond the screen?
As I continue to try to free myself.
I'm restrained
To only see, what's chosen for you to see. To
alone is the cleanest war. at least it's now fought
Demon in the vatican I was misled again seems your
I am mine, are we so advanced that we'd stum
What you consume, is your true protest.
Each dollar you
for the child. torn form discipline, laws recondition. behold the
Hand of your god feeds once a week
Say you're
I owe you nothing
I pay tribute to no image
try your best to be something youÂ're not
too concerned
Evision yourself on a pedestal.
A thought you never erased
you've seen the statistics rise. felt the death 'neath your
"thatÂ's the way itÂ's always been."
attempts to control me
Frown on you and all your ambitions.
Blind me to what
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