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It Is Life
Cut in jagged stone,
lives formed in a revolving universe
Cycles continuing in circles,
restarting, reforming society,
conforming individualism
Brought to our knees, free will is dead
Held at the point of a stereotypical gun
Life has failed us, never gave us purpose,
stole our souls,
and molded our hearts into perfect copies of one another
The constant hum in our minds,
begging us to do something productive,
break away from the tidal waves in the sea of sameness
But, it's far too late, we're trapped in the undertoe...
Conformity conquers
Cut in jagged stone,
lives formed in a revolving universe
Cycles continuing in circles,
restarting, reforming society,
conforming individualism
Brought to our knees, free will is dead
Held at the point of a stereotypical gun
Life has failed us, never gave us purpose,
stole our souls,
and molded our hearts into perfect copies of one another
The constant hum in our minds,
begging us to do something productive,
break away from the tidal waves in the sea of sameness
But, it's far too late, we're trapped in the undertoe...
Conformity conquers