Nowhere to move
No fucking place to go to
Around and around,
No one shall leave me alone
Not a single person should
Like they wear you wear
Like they think to do you
Lost in a maze
The mess, the bitter task
No way to
One individual lies on a floor of an empty room
In
You can own a gun for your protection
But you can't
Yaaaah!
The bath we live in,
It's fucking contamined...
Call the cleaner, call
One day you will awake
Life wasted, sold too cheap
Some way
We are rated by normality
One shall never stand out
Personalities are
They were built during the cold war
To keep the balance
Corporation waits
The retirement
Sucked dry
Until the day we die
They will squ
Without thoughts you rise your fist
That gets me really pissed
One
Your life's so neat, no fear of vile days
Energy is
So many years of education, millions of hours are spent
Digging... tunnels... through my... identity
Maggots took over by brain
Eating
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