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Juliana Theory Music From Another Room

Addicted to razors Lashes to saviors Glued to the monitor Trained behavior Reduced to a number Mechanic enslavement A virtual prison Selected detainment

You'll bruise their hearts, child You'll live their lives? You'll fill their shoes, child? You'll still be right? You'll speak your words, child You'

irresponsibility, underneath the weight of your regret You can sell our secrets for your benefit You can toss our bodies in the ground You can ship our children off to battlefields You can wipe the blood from