Woorden: The Unseen. State Of Discontent. Social Damage.

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You can't believe what you see. It's individuality.
This world has made me who I am
but you can't comprehend
So you blindly consume their lies

Evil wears a great disguise
You have you no conscience man
This is what made me who I am

The social damage
Controls your thoughts
No minds of your own
So you blindly march

Live like this till the end
Your lives I'll never understand
I know I came from nothing
Your all irrelevant to me
And I don't want your help
I hope you burn in hell
Live by your own rules don't pretend
Yah zombies blindly follow trends

Can't you see yourself?
Just like everyone else
Can't you see yourself?
Just like everyone else
You're trapped inside this mirror
Nobody wants to break out.
Break out.

Someone tell me who's controlling all these marionettes.