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See the life that I was sold wasn't advertised
And deep within our souls were traumatised
Like I'm standing in control of a loaded die
And I hope we get to see this paradise

You see the life that I was sold, it wasnt advertised
And once you see the flaws they're hard to hide
An illusion of control we tried to buy
You see the life that i was sold

You see this TV's telling me that I need pedigree
Purchase it for discount this screen prescribes a remedy
Input from memory, numbers are engraved on me
Digits to distinguish and divide us split
We sit cracked then broke we quit
Paid for life decisions but that pay don't fit
But wait, there's a hope, so relax, let's pray
I've heard there's a place, let's go. Be brave
I played for the distance sink with that
Conscious weaves and I'm back in the flat
Stirred from a scene with a rat-tat-tat
So I clawed to return but I can't get back
Well, they stay in to win, when they soar they fly wing to wing
Nobody wants to be falling so they swim
That's why I know when I smoke the airs thin
And that chronic, like a tonic, what I feel
And dulling what I feel has such mass appeal
So I'll lie in these fields, come alive in these fields
I might die in these fields

Signal dropped out for a while
When it came back... no smile
Turned upside down by the way that I know that I am no child
Grown up so long now that I wonder how and I wonder why
I didn't give up didn't even try
Because I took real life like a set design
And I hear them thunderclaps, at the end of a baseball bat
I tried to deflect or react
But when those debt collectors collect they come for your soul
So listen because you bought into the system
No cash-out, no! No resistance see it magnifies off the prism
And I know, when it feels like tax
Because I know how it feels to be trapped
When you feel like your lost and you can't get back
Because I've been weighed down. So low, so long
Doesnt really matter if you're grown no no
That's why I feel so cold-shouldered
So we aim to breath down by the sea
But in truth we need smoke to breath
Never want to be the devil, levels are enabled, betting off the table
Truth is in the fable, bigger baddies can be bodied end of level
All we really need to do is let it go
Try to show this but never tried to hold what I chose, now I'm old
Down the river, down the road. With no rudder no control

See the life that I was sold wasn't advertised
And deep within our souls were traumatised
Like I'm standing in control of a loaded die
And I hope we get to see this paradise

You see the life that I was sold, it wasnt advertised
And once you see the flaws there hard to hide
An illusion of control we tried to buy
You see the life that I was sold

The stake, the balance
The snakes, the ladders
The stick, the carrot
The kind, the callous
Divide the adders
The scrapes, the scratches
The cuts, the bruises
The cash, the credit
The paper, plastic
The fake, the classic
The lake, the rapids
This vacant, vapid
This patient, placid
This beauty, beast
This trick or treat
Is this real life or repeats?
Is this real life or repeats?