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PrismCommercial crucifixionWhy bow to those in charge No questions follow aimlessly Time to give away your mind Collide with accepted opinion, you're making it hard For yourself, in this so called choice And are we permitted to have imagination Recognize this dormant attitude... Don't listen to those who destroy This instinctive direction Who is anyone to lay judgment and Judge you if you don't follow on passively You're fucking with destiny Down to your own inferior decline We can't beat them but won't join them We won't rise up to their ideals Down, but not out... They criticize us in the public eye We can't beat them but won't join them We won't rise up to their ideals Lies, destructive lies... We criticize you in the public eye Dare to differ and do you fear being the outcast Afraid of what they might say, turn your back And let prejudice criticize you, who's the real loser? |