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Human

Living empty-minded, unaware of plaguing viruses to find it and mind it.
Purpose becomes worthless if you move by inches, pointing you to giant homes and dehumanizing riches.
When life hands you meaning,
Why do you run and hide from it's changing chimes?
We're living the American dream,
Access to process your every single word.

Don't like me,
Don't like you,
Well, there's something I gotta write,
Don't like this,
Don't like that.
Well, there's no thinking left living.

Follow the big white line that leads into the sea,
How corrupted could we be,
To only see the world from the pictures on the T.V.,
Sempiternal delinquent humans run to become free.
We're living the American dream,
Access to process your every opinion.

Don't like me,
Don't like you,
Well, there's something I gotta write,
Don't like this,
Don't like that.
Well, there's no thinking left living.
Written by Imagine
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