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Emotions inside us troubling
 The hatred inside us escalating
 
 The sickness inside us
 Keeps you weak
 The masses inside of us
 Suffering, they are bleeding
 The calling inside us
 Sick with greed
 The voices calling to us
 Deafening, we're not listening
 Cannot receive the obvious
 Line up cattle and cut the neck
 Swat at the flies omit disgust
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 The leaders inside us posturing
 The pollution inside of us
 Suffocating me
 The science inside us menacing
 The will that's inside of us
 It's dying, end is coming
 Cannot receive the obvious
 Line up cattle and cut the neck
 Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
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 Cleanse the mess
 Cleanse the mess
 Cleanse the mess
 Cleanse the mess
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 Wash me off inside
 Wash me off inside
 We're killing ourselves
 We're killing ourselves
 We're killing ourselves
 Killers
 Goddamn we fucked up the circumstance
 Too late to save us from ourselves
 Callous minds against trust and confidence
 Too late to give a damn now
 Too late to save us from ourselves
 Too late to make it all go away
 Too late to beg pardons from the mother
 Too late to give a damn
 It's too late to save us from ourselves
 It's too late to make it all go away
 It's too late to beg the pardons from the mother
 It's too late to give a damn
 Now we'll sit and wait
 Wait, wait
 Wait for
 The coming of the end
 Wait for
 The coming
 The killing
 The ending
 The plight of man
 Deserving no mercy
 Expelling by god's hand
 It's okay, DNA
 It's over
 No more pain
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 No more pain
 No more pain
 Emotion
 The hatred
 The sickness
 The calling
 Cannot receive the obvious
 Line up cattle and cut the neck
 Swat at the flies omit disgust
 Drain us of life and cleanse the mess