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neon pistol
Screams of terror still fill our minds
Faith as it's lived out — not the highlight reel.
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Screams of terror still fill our minds
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But I don't want to wake you
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The sight brings some to their knees
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than others see you for
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Your face a screen illuminates
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The drug of distraction is gone
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Buzzword vomit plastered / On every sign along the road
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They say results may vary
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It's time to pull the cameras from the bedroom
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I suppose they see little left for me to give.
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What's the point, my mind mutters.
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They frame me the villain.