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Actively exiled from everything coolWe're doomedto trail behind time zones that never existWe're crying"Why?"Exotic criminals looking for foodWe're bankruptHeld in contempt of a style that's unkemptWe're baffledWhy?Sentenced to walk into noise and free loveWe get burnedwith images of an illusory viewWe're tatooedBut why?We built it all based on a pattern of lightsAnd then we went blindIn mirrors that block out our view of the sky The pride of our timesWhy? From Letras Mania