HATE AND GROWN REJECTION
FOR YEARS IM TEMPTING FATE
ALONE FOR ALL MY LIFE NOW
MANKIND RETALIATES
WE ARE CONCEIVING THE ROUTINE
THERE IS NO JOB
ETERNALLY WE ROT
FEAR AND GROWN REJECTION
MY PASSION IS A FAKE
I DONT HEAR, I DONT BOW
I LEARN FROM MY MISTAKES
WE ARE CONCEIVING THE ROUTINE
THERE IS NO JOB
ETERNALLY WE ROT
PURSUE THE POLICY
WHICH REJECT MY ID
SO I CAN GO ASTRAY
I DONT GET WHAT YOU SAY
PURSUE THE POLICY
WHICH REJECT MY ID
SO I CAN GO ASTRAY
I DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY
IM WEIGHED DOWN IN SORROW
YET MY MIND DID NOT REVEAL ANY FAULTS
ILLUSIONS OF HOPE
THE WEAKENED FLESH IS WHAT I CONCEAL
LOVE AND GROWN REJECTION
IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES
THERES NO HOPE, IM FIRED
STILL MY WORKS FOR FREE
WE ARE CONCEIVING THE ROUTINE
THERE IS NO JOB
ETERNALLY WE ROT
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