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Take off all your clothes And follow me to a hole Be the way, the way you\'re meant to be See the way, the way a fetus sees Crafted, handmade and tailored Each in, individual wrapping paper Then fall in line March around The light went out The temple drowned Try it on, it should Fit like a glove But leather fades And it\'s not enough I know, something is waiting for me Open up your head To spoon out the lemonade What first was sweet, now is sour Controlling; turns the lion into a coward So take back the T.V.\'s and take back the brands This highway on monitor\'s looking right back Staring at us as were rotting away Letras de cancionesTo legal narcotics we use everyday I don\'t understand how we can not look back and Remember the more simple riches we had It\'s the meat on the menu we digest the sound I\'m sick of this vomit, it\'s sucking me down I know, something is waiting for me Go on We bury something precious Deeper and deeper, until we think it\'s gone I will bury... like roots of the weed It will grow back I know, something is waiting for me Your pride and your posters are making your home Six billion served and they all feel alone And all that you wanted could never be true Everything you own could end up owning you From Letras Mania