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Introdução:
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Content nausea, World War Four, seems like it all came too soon
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Another carnage apparatus, such a disappointing doom
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I've used money, I've used drugs, Abuse body, abuse mind
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People use such strange excuses, always have done, no clue why
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Most folks think and some folks know, life's lived least when you don't let go
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Of a memory, of a dream, like an hometown better seen
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On a screen or at a distance, life lived best without resistance
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People clicked and people read, 'Modern Life' is what it said
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Pretty pictures, pretty lives, I peered into once or twice
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I'll go back but not today, it's nice to visit but it's hard to stay
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In the grips of bad dimension, too much data, too much tension
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Too much plastic, too much glass, life lived least when when fears are passed
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My friend he won't leave his home, says "I am a bonfire of human bones."
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I am a bonfire of human bones, I am a bonfire of human bones
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Well I've been north and I've been south, I've been west and I've been east
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Been around long enough to know, life's lived best when scrolling least
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Just a broken piece of plastic, just another new device
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Just another nervous habit, one more thing you have to buy
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Just one more thing to replace, one more way to block your face
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Too much data, too much tension, life's lived least when less is mentioned
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Wasting dollars, wasting hours, wasting talent with wasted power
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No one says it but it's known, the more connected, the more alone
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My friend stays at the home in the dark, never walks up to the park
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Always nauseous, always tired, I am a landmine, wrong supplier
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I am a landmine