Immune

Come on, fuck ups, stand up
No more bullshit, wake up, save your soul

Provoke, just to fuck up, feel stimulation
Amuse you, do I have to be your teacher?
When I feed you I try to wake you
But nothing seems to impress you all

Sick mind, what's your kick in life?
With no heart, you are part of the masked world
You are victimized, don't you realize?
When you follow, you swallow and chew off your tongue
You got no opinion of your own

I am numb, so immune, get rid of it

Nothing seems to please you
Is your middle name More, and is that what you stand for?
Your skull, so dull, I hate you for still wanting more
Too much is not enough to you

Feed your eyes, feed your ears, feed your mind
Get rid of it, release your fears



Credits
Writer(s): Harm W P Harry Holzhauer, Roy Wisse Van, Jeroen J B F Brom, Petra M Scheepmaker
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