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Sometimes you can feel the rug pulled from below your feet It's like one minute you're like a rock standing strong and the next you're beat It's not up to you, something's always there, working behind the scenes Invisible hands handcuffing and last chance bluffing, feeding their greed Pacified reason, it's adding up to treason, we are your slap in the face now The sons who've been cast out Slip under the wire, our spark ignites the fire It's all smoke and mirrors and a transparent truth Hold it up but don't trust it It's all a hoodwink disappearing ink on the page Built you up and then crushed it It's all a bait and switch, a blind fold that we must wear A promise of a life so real so close you can grab it but it's thin as air Each and every one gets a day in the sun and you just might get one too If you just believe what they're telling and buy what they're selling It could happen to you You give it all, get nothing back Just trying to keep your head intact You're just a shape without a soul You grind along until you die Your meaning comes from what you buy Spend your life in the dark, end it with a question mark From Letras Mania