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    brought down before you and I'm feeling the feeling
    of not wanting to be like you I refused to be trapped
    it molds us like a clone never thinking for ourselves
    it's time to break this sterile tradition time to crack
    take a crack to let us breath
    before I consume your filth consume your product
    consume this genocide consume your media
    give me a razor and with this
    I give my wrists a kiss of steel.

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