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Texty: Career Soldiers. Loss Of Words. Won't Waste My Life.


If I had your life I'd put my throat to a knife
Fill your days with emptiness, but I don't have the time
I won't grow up, I won't fall in line
You don't even think for your fucking self
Every decision made is by someone else
I won't cave in, I won't waste away

Life is fucked up
You have to fight for every breath
Won't waste my life
Won't just wait for my death

You can't call your soul your own
Your mind thinks like every other fucking clone
I won't grow up, I won't fall in line
Tell me how it feels to have a T.V. as a mind
You swallowed every force fed thought and now you're fucking blind
I won't cave in, I won't waste away

Won't waste my life!