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 I did  time, and I want out
 So effusive
 Fade
 It doesn't cut,
 The soul is  so vibrant
 The reckoning, the 
 Packaging subversion
 Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
 Go drill  deserts,
 Go dig your 
  fill your mouth
 With all the money you  save
  in, getting smaller again
 Im  it has begun
 I'm not the  one
 
 And  rain will kill us all,
 Throw ourselves against the 
 But no  else can see,
 The preservation of the  in me
 
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 
 Oh, there  cracks, in the road we laid
 But where the temple 
 The secrets have gone 
  is nothing new,
 But when  kill it all,
  hate was all we had!
 Who  another mess?
 We could  over!
 Just look me  the eyes
 And say  wrong
 Now there's  emptiness...
 Venomous, insipid!
 I  we're done
 I'm not the only 
 
 And the rain will kill us 
 Throw  against the wall
 But no one else can 
 The preservation of the martyr  me
 
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 
  LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!
 THE LIMITS  THE DEAD!
  LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
 
 Fake Anti-Fascist Lie,
 (Psychosocial),
 I tried  tell you,
 (Psychosocial),
  your purple hearts are giving out,
 (Psychosocial),
 Can't stop  killing idea,
 (Psychosocial),
 If it's hunting 
 (Psychosocial),
 Is this what  want?,
 (Psychosocial),
 I'm not  only one!
 
 And the rain will kill  all,
 Throw  against the wall
 But no one else can 
 The preservation  the martyr in me
 
 And  rain will kill us all,
 Throw  against the wall
 But  one else can see,
 The preservation of the  in me.
 
 THE LIMITS OF THE 
 THE LIMITS OF THE 
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!