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Teksty: No Use For A Name. More Betterness. Saddest Song.

What's wrong with everyone? There's a panic in their eyes Like others getting close are aliens, in disguise They smell conspiracy on the lips of dearest friends Reminds me of a time long ago, They think it's the end Of what we all created, used to love but now we hate it Life is as simple as the mind it lives in The truth is a waste of time, when we're conditioned to understand Lies are the right was as we watch the blind leading the blind Everything that we see is another's suffering Learn to enjoy the message the TV is delivering You're safe being the glass like being at the zoo The face of guilty thoughts turns around and looks just like you Don't want be another, victim but you watch them suffer Organized, de-sensitized and trained To wake up at 6 AM, go to work come home and in bed by ten When the feeling is safe and warm Horrified by any change, living by consensus destroys us Paints pretty pictures at the same time will do us more harm