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Well I'm a member of the generation Pentium mind post-Columbine kids we practice standing in line I could hear the whistles blowin' at the degree factory You better know your role Paranoia kicks his shoes off and he settles in Can't have a conversation without my head spinning To the beat of the dark money metronome The scattered tempo will arrest your soul I brake for analogies on this road to cure a complimentary disease of the heart Provided at no extra charge by the liars spread by their whores Cancer costs a bit more Half full or half empty man its no concern When the glass is smashed and you got nothing to learn Come off your pedestal digress from your post Obey the posters on the wall Her goosebumps are whispering a secret to me While logic's condescending on my fantasies Searching for Atlantis in the thick of a storm Capsize with the Montengards Well I can't go it alone But i don't need the approval of the megaphone Because the voice behind's got a plan of his own To play me for a fool Even Ceaser can share some empathy For the Fourth Estate's brutal murder atrocity They tasted the blade of the Laissez-sword Letras de cancionesAnd it burned when it went down The weathermen are telling me that I'd better scramble There's a storm on the brink that the levies won't handle Opportunity's door is neither open or shut It's rusted and propped ajar I brake for analogies on this road to cure a complimentary disease My power is listed at the top of the screen So play me for a fool From Letras Mania