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Looks like the time has come
to pull the plug on the weak.
Your independence gone,
control is not what it seems.
It's time to rise up and take it into the streets.
The life support is cut,
the transformation complete.
[pre chorus]
My actions don't seem so clean.
You're out there pulling the strings.
Anything in a cage that couldn't hold
has escaped and it's out of your control.
Everything you ever hoped that you could be
only exists in a fake reality.
[chorus]
You and I are one in the same.
One reflection bound by different names.
Recognize that you have become
everything you hate, everything you hate.
Master manipulate,
I'm nothing more than a slave.
I must capitulate and start to dig my own grave.
It's time to die and be the person you've come to hate.
I have come to see
the futility of the brave.
[pre chorus]
My actions don't seem so clean.
You're out there pulling the strings.
Anything in a cage that couldn't hold
has escaped and it's out of your control.
Everything you ever hoped that you could be
only exists in a fake reality.
[chorus]
You and I are one in the same.
One reflection bound by different names.
Recognize that you have become
everything you hate, everything you hate.
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)...
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)...
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)...
Cut the cords and be free.
[chorus]
You and I are one in the same.
One reflection bound by different names.
Recognize that you have become
everything you hate, everything you hate.
Cut the cords, cut the cords (that bind you)...
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)...
Cut the cords, cut the chords (that bind you)...
cut the cords and be free.
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