Sign your name at the bottom and set the record straight.
The cannibal sold out this morning in attempt to seal our fate...
eyes, watching us...

They've finally got a hold of a better connection.
The government approved on a private collection.
A court appointed enemy.
Just like you.
To leave us alone and then you go into the...

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Coming through the bottom of your stereo.
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Coming through the generation radio.
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Coming through the television medio.
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They've finally pushed it through in a crooked election.
The media controls human love and affection.
They'll try to profit off of you, the chosen few, the media slaves.
That's why I say into the...

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Watch out it's gonna break, as soon as the sun hits my house.
'Cause I can see the dust clouds above the sky.
Sound waves go, inside a pocket radio.
Well they can't see you.
The satellite is doing fine...

doing justice fine I found a hint of truth, made a couple corrections.
Had a buddy knew a guy with a private collection.
He'll court and film you enemy, just for the chosen few.
That's why we bring him to the...

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