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Figure It Out

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 28.08.2012

Why pretend that we don't know
CEOs are the disease

Freedom is raped by war like whore
Like technology technology technology
Of materialism
Personal freedom only an obstruction
[x2]

Why pretend that we don't know
CEOs are the disease

Fuck let's figure it out
No bullshit
Fuck let's figure it out
No bullshit
Fuck let's figure it out
Fuck let's figure it out

Freedom is raped by war like whore
Like technology technology technology
Of materialism
Personal freedom only an obstruction

Fuck let's figure it out
No bullshit
Fuck let's figure it out
No bullshit
Fuck let's figure it out
Fuck let's figure it out

Freedom is raped by war like whore
Like technology technology technology
Of materialism
Personal freedom only an obstruction

Why pretend that we don't know
CEOs are the disease
[x2]

Control ordinary behaviour
Through political extremism
Industrial society
The arch enemy
Nature including human nature
Unthinking majority should just be
Condemned, condemned

CEOs are the disease [x2]

Why pretend that we don't know
CEOs are the disease

CEOs are the disease [x2]

Fuck let's figure it out


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