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Robotic return to the hand that feeds,
With no concern for the wounds that bleed,
Moving forward like a leaderless soldier,
Someday youll move on, but its never over.
Take your restraints off.
Forget your wars lost.
Better keep your fingers crossed,
Youll need the luck!
And just carry on,
Stand at ease.
You will do just as they please!
Youre sick and times run out,
With new found sense of doubt,
Like a walking time bomb, maybe
Now he sees that freedoms not so free.
Your soul is up for hire!
Your smoke never meant fire!
You take the good, completely numb.
Accept the worst, a rule of thumb.
Cant feel the hurt set in.
And just carry on,
Stand at ease.
You will do just as they please!
Youre sick and times run out,
With new found sense of doubt,
Like a walking time bomb, maybe
Now he sees that freedoms not so free.
(All rise! All rise!)
Dismissed by judge and jury
(All lies! All lies!)
Strayed paths result in fury
Youre sick and times run out,
With new found sense of doubt,
Like a walking time bomb, maybe
Now he sees that freedoms not so free.