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Find yourself ...in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture... Y
our heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand ... and as the
wind blows
Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being Lie fuels
your weakness...
like a breeze in the burning soul...
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Perfect paint is the one that owns the truth ....
You ainīt got the real ink....
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Find yourself in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture...
Your heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand...and as the wind
blows Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being
Lie fuels your weakness... like a breeze in the
burning soul... Free your mind...mean your existence
Deserve it...
The emotion is for us all...
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Find yourself ...in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture... Y
our heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand ... and as the
wind blows
Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being Lie fuels
your weakness...
like a breeze in the burning soul...
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Perfect paint is the one that owns the truth ....
You ainīt got the real ink....
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Find yourself in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture...
Your heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand...and as the wind
blows Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being
Lie fuels your weakness... like a breeze in the
burning soul... Free your mind...mean your existence
Deserve it...
The emotion is for us all...