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Vision of Disorder

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Get up, look around 
And you will see the lies 
That I see each and every day 
I deal with them in my own way 
I try to breed myself right 
I try to breed my thoughts right 
All you people stand against me 
Your talk behind my back 
The threat of your hostility 
Induces my attack 
What the fuck should I do? 
To make myself a man 
What the fuck should I do 
I'm doing the best that I can 
I'll never give up my pride 
And I'll never surrender my hate 
You on the opposite side 
You're the one who made me this way 
Suppressed anger for all these years now 
Disgusting people, you stand and point at me 
They are all but the pathetic 
Embarking on a crusade that is so damn addictive 
Therefore their prosperity 
It will never ever be granted 
What's up with this world? 
What the fuck, I can't breathe 
Pray for the forgiveness as you're stripped of your rights 
White collared people always seem to decide 
Ask yourself a question, do you need to conform? 
With the brain-washing games that are engaged to restrain now 
The power to cure the power to kill 
The power is ours we'll use it at will 
Worthless 
Complexed is society, waging pressure upon our backs 
And punishing our methods with their profits 
These lashes killing and it pushes down, breaking our knees deepinto the ground 
And faulting, on the preside, once again I just can't decide 
What's up with this world, what the fuck I can't breathe 
Books of knowledge showing their glint forms of torture 
Dropping the oppressor is our only solution 
Psychanalytical ways will never ever succeed 
In finding a way into our brains and motives 
Our lives are neglected our thoughts are invaded 
But we had fought for conformity? 
Get up and step to conformity 
This is not the end 
Worthless 
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