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Once tall,
towering,
intellect surpassing the weak.
Idolized
foundation,
overpowering the meek.
Now martyred,
pitiful,
soaked with disease.
moral pillars,
so cracked,
they fall with ease.
wasted breath,
you're a liar,
I cant even believe
what's inside
changes
with such brilliant ease
everything
I thought I saw
now disbelief
All a product
All in favor
of a disease.
Drown the horses
There's no tomorrow
Just a pitiful defeat
you're just disease
I watched you fall,
now you lay in the dirt so peaceful
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Fuck The Club
06:12
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You work all day
everything is the same
A shirt and tie
do they even know your name
No windows to see
the time of your life flash
right by
You went to school
you remembered their names
You paid the price
and everything will be just fine
In your life
your led by design
in your life
your led by design
I will not be victim to your society
Fuck the club
I don't want to think
Fuck everything
I just want to be free
Just let me dance
and forget my name
Just let me drink
and forget who I am
Unemployed
you piece the disease
All our money
just so you can eat
I hope your pleased
hope you make something
of the time you took from me
I had a choice
I work to be free
A hypocrite
I'm a lying degree
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none
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[product] Portland, Oregon
[product] is a post-aggrotech witchhouse project that is very confused.
Members of this band went on to form The Blood of Others, debut album is out now on Audiotrauma Records
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