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Rushed and told
They're bred to continue be at their marks
But some withhold
And won't be held under the spell
Bribes when tried
They've focused on the balling
Of a men, 'til now
Got left inside the underbelly's choke
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under cloaks
Behold rest assured
The sleep walking elite
When their days
Are numbered like the shallow
When they sit, on their knees
On their knees, on their knees
As they sit, on their knees
On their knees, on their knees
And you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under cloaks
Cloaks
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under...
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