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The monsters are made,<br />and we have proven that we will be one of them.<br />The whores take the stage...flash our skills...<br />gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...<br />don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...<br />who would want a group of people that one can relate with.<br />We need worship, we need devotion...<br />becoming gods from the image that is thrown...<br />thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...<br />it's not a musical journey anymore...<br />they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...<br />monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...<br />puppets for a greed-driven carnival...<br />the same charade as the passing years...<br />force me out there. Don't give them a chance.<br />They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.<br />(Things have changed...we have changed.<br />Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...<br />so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)<br /><br />Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.<br /><br />We just need to throw some new ideas in...<br />(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...<br />it's all the same.<br />This is all we have when we die.<br />It's what's left of us when we die.<br />We will be remembered for this.<br /><br />White wall
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The monsters are made,<br />and we have proven that we will be one of them.<br />The whores take the stage...flash our skills...<br />gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...<br />don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...<br />who would want a group of people that one can relate with.<br />We need worship, we need devotion...<br />becoming gods from the image that is thrown...<br />thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...<br />it's not a musical journey anymore...<br />they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...<br />monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...<br />puppets for a greed-driven carnival...<br />the same charade as the passing years...<br />force me out there. Don't give them a chance.<br />They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.<br />(Things have changed...we have changed.<br />Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...<br />so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)<br /><br />Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.<br /><br />We just need to throw some new ideas in...<br />(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...<br />it's all the same.<br />This is all we have when we die.<br />It's what's left of us when we die.<br />We will be remembered for this.<br /><br />White wall
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