We were those people
Created upon synthetic dreams of economic merit
But we are now the pariahs
Recreated upon the nostalgia of a future exile
An exile to an unknown home
We are your savages
The so-called uncivilized
We are the untamed
We are the pariahs
Come watch the stars with me
And so I know that it's been told that I sold my soul
Deny my solitude
I can't make it alone
I admit to you, I can't make it alone
And I need you to know I can't
How I have forsaken you
How I deserted you
Stranded, I deserve to be
With my accomplishments, I aban

Well I know thought control.
It works in two ways.
The first one I hate more than you know.
We're all a whore.
It takes one to stop one.
I think this could be fun-filled with love
and explosions and semiautomatic guns.
I've got a feeling of spite.
The conversation around me now doesn't seem right.
I've got this feeling tonight.
It's killing me.
So sorry.
Did you know?
Love, it goes in cycles and waves.
Most of them we hate more than we know.
Love is like war.
It's fit for the masses, divided by classes.
Indestructable by birth.
The industry was never worth it.
Love made to rock, now that sounds much better.
I'm guilty of the previous.
Isn't it obvious?

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