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What have we become?
Stagnation has become our binding force.
Staring at the sun,
Waiting for fires to start themselves.
Facing what we've done, turning this world's despair against ourselves.
Exchanging the dollars that we vilify
For momentary numbness, and false peace of mind.
This is the fucking sum
Of the efforts and words of the few that cared
We see nothing but words on record sleeves
Herding ourselves to the guillotine
Without question, Without protest
Gazing skyward as we're robbed blind
Without question, without protest
Herding ourselves to the guillotine

If the eight-hour-day makes us truly content, and there's nothing to unite, subvert or circumvent;
If our lives amount to dollars that we carelessly spend;
Then, surely, we face our imminent end.

If giving a fuck was just part of a phase,
Then, so too, is your apathy.
Serving self-interest with the title of friend,
A community you lean on but never defend

You may have turned your back on all you've built,
But behind words of scorn lies the heart of your guilt
Will your smug satisfaction still be around
When those you've discouraged are but soil in the ground?

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from Jam Room Demo, released July 30, 2013

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