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Where theres a well theres a way. Its occupation has me pause what I was gonna say. I let it drain me. Drain me all out Take me and twist my limbs Wring the water from my life I retain it just for you To use for your own means Youre surveying at the top Youve chosen me. I am your perfect victim. Going about my daily drudgery Created perfect commercial tunes Arranged the noises to specifically secrete Whatever my brain will lull me to sleep. You have painted my walls. You have me convinced That I am where I want to be While Im just where you want me So clever an act that its been working. Should I run? Should I follow? (And fall down?) Burial grounds for splintered dreams sprout trees of product and recycle me. Letras de cancionesI am so willing it makes me sick. To give you everything that makes me, me I retain it just for you it seems. Ask yourself this: Who am I? Theyve figured us out, and the well hasnt yet run dry Theyve set off bombs and ran off in the distance to hide We have to detonate everything we see For if we dont theyll sell anything we bleed. And realize that the more you feed Thats the more that you can bleed From Letras Mania