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Being honest is no means of survival, avoid your inner-feelings like the plague
This is what it takes to comply with the images this structure will accomodate
But things aren't what they seem when they're partially hidden behind walls of pretence built for peace of mind
The barriers between us are forever maintained by our acceptance of the roles others choose to define

In a world of competition life's portrayed as a contest where we're forced to live by making gains at others expense
But no-one's really gaining when perpetual conflict's the result of our relationships based on pretence
We don't need this cultural cosmetic division it upholds the self-interest on which the system feeds
A deconditioned consciousness of mutual respect is the only way to cure this cosmetic disease

I remember lying flat on the tiled roof of a ruined farm, as a kid, singing this song at top volume with my brothers and their friends, in blazing sunlight. It was good times. Wasn't our farm, btw. Wasn't really anybody's, but the owner of the fields would come up and chase us every now and again.

jam.fuse wrote:

funny that I was seeking
earlier.

Is Death Church the best album ever?

Leatherface but I can't find a link.

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