Truth is taking overWrapped up in a suit of armorCannot penetrate this metalDon't it make you feel insecureSeasons they are changingLit up like a Christmas treeGiving all the things desiredToo bad all the gifts are defectiveGlitch in the system is pulling downAll these dirty bricks, they weigh a tonThe pressure's mounting and I don't mindWaiting for these strings to come undoneThe water's rising and I don't mindRunning for the shelterThe clu-de-sac is never endingCracks along the shell they surfacePointing out the lines of distasteVisualize escapingSucked in by the tractor beamKarmic retribution waitingEager to spread it's seedlingsGlitch in the system is pulling downAll these dirty bricks, they weigh a tonThe pressure's mounting and I don't mindWaiting for these strings to come undoneThe water's rising and I don't mindGlitch in the system is pulling downLie in the fetal position nowAll these's dirty bricks, they weigh a tonThe pressure's mounting and I don't mindWaiting for these strings to come undoneThe water's rising, I don't mind
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