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Command and repose and perfect posture
Set up to segregate afflictions we foster
The words fall dead, slip down the side
The wounded risen up and taken from the worst ride

Out in the cold when we speak solid breath
We make our moves under cover of death
Outside the walls with the sick and insane
No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain

And I can see it's the same as before
Condemned to suffer the seeds we have sown
To the degree that we reject and deny
Too greedy, too selfish to try

Deadbolt the mind, unplug the phone
Deny the promise of what's freely been shown
Just turn away, pretend it's not there
The strings of ignorance grown too sick to care

Out on an island of self-centered spite
Lay in our beds under cover of night
Curl up and weep, narcissistic in vain
No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain

And without a shift in course
We will approach our destination
Can you deny it?

Throughout the flames that scorch the civility
Right off the page of a selfish history
The tide turns to create it's union
Now's our chance, time to disconnect
Preserve some dignity, a system to respect
It's been justified and relegated
We bog down in our symptoms of despair
Too far along to pretend we even care
Pretend you fucking care
Command and repose and perfect posture   Set up to segregate afflictions we foster   The words fall dead, slip down the side   The wounded risen up and taken from the worst ride      Out in the cold when we speak solid breath   We make our moves under cover of death   Outside the walls with the sick and insane   No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain      And I can see it's the same as before   Condemned to suffer the seeds we have sown   To the degree that we reject and deny   Too greedy, too selfish to try      Deadbolt the mind, unplug the phone   Deny the promise of what's freely been shown   Just turn away, pretend it's not there   The strings of ignorance grown too sick to care      Out on an island of self-centered spite   Lay in our beds under cover of night   Curl up and weep, narcissistic in vain   No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain      And without a shift in course   We will approach our destination   Can you deny it?      Throughout the flames that scorch the civility   Right off the page of a selfish history   The tide turns to create it's union   Now's our chance, time to disconnect   Preserve some dignity, a system to respect   It's been justified and relegated   We bog down in our symptoms of despair   Too far along to pretend we even care   Pretend you fucking care