The Grid

Inhale... we take it all in
 Prying hands mold... inhale
 Prying hands mold
 We shape you... you'll never know
 Distinct cries for help rain down on our vice
 The device inside
 Prying hand become old
 Rebirth
 Inhale... we take it all in
 Dying hands mold. inhale
 Dying hands hold
 We break you... you'll never know
 Distinct cries for help rain down
 Judge not what we do, judge what we feed
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 Mental transformation
 We have become their memory
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 Step back and feel the sun
 Step back and touch the end
 We are in this together
 Millions circling
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 Judge not what we do, judge what we feed
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 Guilt surrounds... we pushed for a perfect life
 We held you under and let you drown
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 Slowly submerge... become your true self
 Rain down on our vice... the device inside
 Prying hands become old
 Rebirth
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 Judge not what we do, judge what we feed
 Mental transformation
 We have become their memory
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 The moon slides past the shoreline
 Its crimson glows lives on
 Please don't wait up for me
 I've finally locked the door
 Please don't wait up for me
 I can now move on
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 We are in this together
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 We are in this together
 We are in this together
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 We are in this together
 We are in this together
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 We are in this together
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 We are in this together
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 We are in this together