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I wonder....you know!
Hopes of being found 
Earth starts to dim
You feel the frosty ground 
feeling the effects
As Darkness grows all around 
The whole reign over man.

So she ran! 
Not knowing the directions
Going in circles all over again 
They call it love
I see repetition 
The illusion she's caught up in,
Deception is her only friend
Sinking deep in the pit
But she won't find gold 
Just dirt that will go along with her white skirt 
Now she finally understand physics
Seeing herself fall 
The devil laughs, 
whispering in her ear,
 "you not alone"
Not knowing she's one with everyone, 
Thinking about the outcomes 
Trapped deep in the game
Nobody hears anyone 
Just that we spin in circles like we could spin otherwise,  

Lies pile up
Lies build up
Lies created us,
So its all a manufactured lie
From love to hate and how imitate,
The curse of millennium 
So we just look forward 
Like we going somewhere,
Truth, is their is no truth
Like water trapped in ice
But we don't see ice as water
Like nothing in the air but it holds us,
Gravity is the gratitude of life
Darkness is all around 
So we use pain to see
What we feel now!
Will see tomorrow!
Its Déjàvu the way we all feel
Its voodoo the media  
Using idols to kill our images 
So they can create new breeds
Molded into their own image
The brands, They go by role models 
Yes it's an act and life is the movie that never ends.

We all stars
We all will shine
We all will go away some time
Perish, prior to the damage 
I'm strange!
I'm weird!
Cause i don't think the norm
Just brainstorming about the future
I don't know whether I'm right or wrong
Just that I'm reigning, 
Grasping my dreams
Lucid be how i see,
If i play my cards right the State will win like they always do,
And I'll be portrayed as the villain
The out cast if lucky not a terrorist 
Dragged out of my home, dragged to the streets for not paying taxes
Damn! State wins this gamble again.

The illusions of having
How it gets to me
But i never see the tracks
So i play tapes, rewinding life
Going in circles all over again 
Damn, the love potion.
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