The Hivemind (One Foot)

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    Listen
    Bring in the drums
    Give me some guitar
    Alright

    I got one foot through the door
    One foot in the grave
    One hand in my pocket
    The other one's counting my days
    Both hands on the mirror
    Praying that it goes away
    I can smash it to pieces
    But the reflection wouldn't change

    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    Waiting for a nuclear war
    Keeping all my cards on the table
    Finding all my truth in a fable
    It isn't what I want anymore

    (One foot in the door, one foot in the grave)
    (One hand in my pocket, counting down the days)
    Feel like I'm livin' in a nightmare
    Keepin' all my faith in a lie
    Missing in the prеsent, tryin' get to heavеn
    Without knowin' why

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    Give a little
    Give all your money to the movement
    Give all your movement to the hivemind
    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    Give all your movement to the hivemind

    Alright
    I feel like I'm running in circles
    Instead of falling behind
    Tell me if it's all for nothing
    Or if I'm just losing my mind

    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    I can't sleep through the night
    I'm tossin', and I'm turnin' in this state I feel like I'm burnin' up
    Forgetting all the lessons I'm learning, I think I'm living in a nightmare

    (One foot in the door)
    Oh, yeah
    (One foot in the grave)
    In the grave
    (One hand in my pocket)
    In my pocket
    (One counting down the days)
    Feel like I'm walkin' on a tightrope
    Trying make sense of it all
    Looking for the answers, I trip and stumble backward
    I'm trying keep my feet on the ground

    Give a little
    Give all your money to the movement
    Give all your movement to the hivemind
    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    Give all your movement to the hivemind

    Pump 'em full of pills
    Tell 'em no one's gonna love them
    Unless they act the part
    Tell 'em all they are is a letter and a number
    In a game of cards
    Grades and dollars
    Sons and daughters
    Plastic knives and Magnum revolvers
    When you hit the iceberg, yeah, the ship gon' sink
    They're gonna tell you the shit don't stink
    Sinners, philosophers, preachers, leaders and followers
    Are all deceivers, thieves, believers, and borrowers
    When you live in the moment, you don't got time to think
    You're always looking, but you still gotta blink
    You got your own set of flaws that you're acutely aware of
    You find your own set of laws so you can feel less impaired by em
    Live your whole life by not believin' what your heart has to say
    Would you trust in somebody who wants you to obey them?

    Give a little
    (One foot in the door)
    Give a little
    (One foot in the grave)
    Give all your money to the movement
    (One foot in the door)
    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    (One foot in the grave)
    Give all your movement to the hivemind
    (One foot in the door)
    (One foot in the grave)
    Feel like I'm living in a nightmare
    (One hand in my pocket)
    (Counting down the days)
    Give all your movement to the hivemind
    (One foot in the door)
    (One foot in the grave)

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    Composición: Harrison Springer

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