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Paint your windows, cover your heart
Adopt a defensive stance, protect yourself emotionally
Compassion burns your virtue
Kindness or empathy may undermine your moral integrity
Factory blues; the industry starts to veer away from breakthrough
The traditional factory work or routine is shifting away from groundbreaking innovations
Denied of the satisfaction; cheap attractions as transaction
Denied genuine fulfillment; settling for shallow, transactional pleasures
A currency so divine; the slow decline
An esteemed value system declining slowly
Are you still breathing?
Are you still alive or surviving?
Get a goddamn grip, you headcase
Take control, regain composure, you troubled individual
Throw aside your life, you disgrace
Abandon your existence, you bring shame
Well there's an irony in pride and greed but they don't speak to me
Contradiction between pride and greed, but they hold no relevance for me
So sell your sense to my contempt time and time again
Exchange your rationality for my disdain repeatedly
Fixed on something you can't control
Obsessed with something beyond your control
What you think is evolution is just self-delusion
Belief in personal growth is actually self-deception
You feel that your world relieves your sentence, but you haven't done your time
You believe your environment offers relief, yet you haven't faced consequences for your actions
Is there a life behind your fool's disguise?
Is there authenticity behind your false appearance?
Are you still bleeding?
Are you still suffering?
Get a goddamn grip, you headcase
Take control, regain composure, you troubled individual
Throw aside your life, you disgrace
Abandon your existence, you bring shame
There's an irony in pride and greed but they don't speak to me
Contradiction between pride and greed, but they hold no relevance for me
So sell your sense to my contempt time and time and time
Exchange your rationality for my disdain repeatedly
Fuse is burning
Tension or pressure is escalating
Clock starts ticking
The countdown or deadline is beginning
Heart stops beating
The emotional core stops functioning
Counting? Never
No consideration of time passing
Get a goddamn grip, you headcase
Take control, regain composure, you troubled individual
Throw aside your life, you disgrace
Abandon your existence, you bring shame
There's an irony in pride and greed but they don't speak to me
Contradiction between pride and greed, but they hold no relevance for me
So sell your sense to my contempt time and time and time again
Exchange your rationality for my disdain repeatedly
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