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Conscience breed out this insurrection We'll be a race of imitation As the scourge of every promise Take the delicate exile away Lucid you bore the weight of all the world [x4] Microbe prisms faith surrender Purge your every broken mirror Prozac eyes engulf our leaders Prone enough to waste your every bone Lucid you bore the weight of all the world [x4] Do you get what you pray for? Get what you pray for? Lucid you bore the weight of all the world [x4] Do you get what you pray for? Get what you pray for? |