The more I want to be me
The less I know myself
The living left to die
While ghosts are brought to life
Welcome to the new slave trade
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other, suffering auto-intoxication?
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The disaster isn’t coming, it's already arrived
I am so lucky, I think that I've survived
I am what I am, my body belongs to me
My work will set me free and fulfil my dreams
The new economy embraces the ruins
It makes us strong and soothes our fears
Lyric provided by http://www.poprockbands.com
Welcome to the new slave trade
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other, suffering auto-intoxication?
The disaster isn’t coming, it's already arrived
I am so lucky, I think that I've survived
The disaster isn’t coming, it's already arrived
I am so lucky, I think that I've survived
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