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"Come in, frightened one
and have a drink
it'll help you think, let loose.
There won't be another excuse
we're gonna take away your blues.
You're gonna feel fine."

"Well we've always put you before ourselves
and we mean that most sincerely"
Your lives are just as important
this is really how we feel
come on now just take the deal.
But did we specify the rules
of the game, puppet?
We call it selling your soul for a name."

You're just pieces
of some puzzle that never ceases.
We've gotta break from these patterns.
We owe it to our souls
we're so clueless we can hardly breathe.
Everyone can see
how hard it can be.
It could be much worse
still we must find a way to make this easier
but did they specify the rules of the game?
They call it loving yourself and your planet as one.
Written by Hunterapsych (Shaman among machines)
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