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Like my father, i'll follow reason, along with the seasons tastes change, ideals update with the day.
Modern Feelings, so unappealing, i'm trying to explain my frustration now sedation feels okay.
Ode to my brothers, what sends a shudder, up and down my spine, the effort spent to fall in line. without a reason, throughout the seasons, just like the flowers we'll bloom then wither as we die.
Okay, okay, okay,
Watch what the world creates, force you to obey
Okay, okay, okay,
Wars that the world create, force you to obey
You see the signs of the shadows, between the lines that we all cross, you see the signs, of the shadows, read between the lines and you'll be free
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