What's the use of trying
When the wheel of fortune is lying
They're all posing without their mics on
Feel no cravings when the hunger is gone
Who are you? To conquer and claim
Who are you? You all look the same
You have made my world so empty and plain
Divided, like the tip of your toungue and I was
Cought inside, a giant iron lung
Some search life, while some are pleased you're forced to breath although your heart has ceased
You line us up and I don't mind beeing last
You pick your victims I'll withdraw to the past
I will not kneel not under your lash
I might be tray but wont have your ash
Divided, like the tip of your toungue and I was
Cought inside, a giant iron lung
Some search life, while some are pleased you're forced to breath although your heart has ceased
Divided, like the tip of your toungue and I was
Cought inside, a giant iron lung
Some search life, while some are pleased you're forced to breath although your heart has ceased
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