Army of Clones

Open the door and see an army of clones
Unseeing faces made of stone
The flawed ones wear a mask
To hide their eyes

Is this what you've been dreaming of?
Conception of some kind of heaven up above
Perfect ones soldier on
And cracked ones die

We're not selling anything to you
We're not gonna live the way you want us to

Pull back the skin, revealing nothing inside
Don't match the blueprint, a deathly crime
Bleach your arteries
Circulate your lies

We're not selling anything to you
We're not gonna live the way you want us to

Feed on the other
When cover fails
Feed on the other
The pure will prevail

We're not selling anything to you
We're not gonna live the way you want us to
World is moving onward without you

Feed on the other
When cover fails
Feed on the other
The pure will prevail



Credits
Writer(s): Caylen Bennett
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