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That tag behind your gentle neck
So valuable, isn't it?
Does it really validate you?
Wrap the child in garments to prove
Sift through the pieces that don't catch your eye
Every stitch stitched by exhausted hands
Exhausted hands, tired eyes
One hundred hands, ninety-nine eyes
Touched your new pleasure
Wear your new treasure
Wear it for just minutes on end
The phase is done now throw it away, hide it away
Find the perfect piece
Drive the cost down
Don't let them rob you here
You know your worth, right?
Find the perfect rag
Wrap your flesh tight
You are the face of our tailored generation
Buy all
I'm so sorry that you paid more
One structure fell
A thousand children on the floor
So much was lost in the tragedy
Red's on the cloth, no use to anybody
Don't sweat, we will make it up to you
The shed of sweat is willing to prove
Don't you worry, we will make it up to you
Back to work tomorrow
Work harder tomorrow
Take one, get one free
How good does that feel?
How good does that feel
Now that is freedom, made for you
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