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Twelve Tribes - Backburner lyrics
Praise the new drug! Your routine is the latest trend And you're wearing your enslavement Like a prescription fashion statement Hallelujah! Your progress has been projected To crash into this glass ceiling and burn When this process fits you it will possess you To reinvent the individualist 'Cause we are the living dead Dreams fall apart into pieces Before you know it, you've lost them The dream has long been forgotten The dream is dead You've reached a new low When this process fits you it will possess you To reinvent the individualist 'Cause we are the living dead Who fear not of man or God Raise yourself up from the dead So far you've been useless Dreams fall apart Reinvent |
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