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Hypodermic vision,
Dreams intravenously administered,
Keep me submissive at their feet.
Stimulation,
Audio, visual and chemical,
Keeps me firmly bolted in my seat.

F*** it, it’s not worth it,
Life is out there, no-one lives it,
Switch off their life support,
They can die,
Be reborn, not just some carbon copy
Of a fetid tabloid ‘god’,
Finally be
And exist.

Don’t you deny it, face up to the truth,
I’m still alive, still fighting,
And I’m kicking against you.
Try not to hear it, that is no use,
I’m still alive, still fighting,
And I’m screaming against you.
Now you admit as I tighten the noose
We’re still alive, still fighting,
And there’s nothing that you can do.
Nothing that you can do.

F*** you, you’re not worth my time,
Just rot, ‘cause you won’t even try
To think for yourself, your minds gone soft
As sh*** and its just as useful.
Just sit and bake in your own filth,
Just f***ing fade away,
I’d weep for the friend I’ve lost,
You’re too gone to hear me anyway.

Don’t you deny it, face up to the truth,
I’m still alive, still fighting,
And I’m kicking against you.
Try not to hear it, that is no use,
I’m still alive, still fighting,
And I’m screaming against you.
Now you admit as I tighten the noose,
We’re still alive, still fighting,
And there’s nothing that you can do.
Nothing that you can do.

Just f***ing fade away.