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The Honor System Single File

Someone said you're feeling ill Well they've got this brand new pill Does anything you want but it doesn't come cheap Fast food particles stick to the

I awake to shades of grey Stumbling silhouette just broke the ashtray Try to remember why you're in my room The cocaine never lets you sleep It only

The plan's begun to snuff you out No need for subtleties It's too late for that now A facelift ripped through flesh, left bleeding The plastic beauty

See the buildings rising up See the buildings crumble down Hear a million voices scream for silence Automated tasks, Repetition beat into the ground

We lie in bed for days Empty bottles consuming empty space I'm suffocating If I go to you by train it's forty-five blocks of seeing the same expressionless

to look out There's some scenery I've never seen before But a few say this cannot be allowed Keep your heads and hands inside Keep your single file