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What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through What's the matter with you? Go! Go! What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through it's true We're born and bled What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through In truth I'd rather be fucking Rather be fucking dead Rather be fucking dead What's your social currency In our corpocracy? Safe echo chamber, brutal reality We can't know our minds Through this distorted sea Sailing flawed vessels, mother hear me Go! What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through it's true We're born and bled What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through In truth I'd rather be fucking dead What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through it's true We're born and bled What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through In truth I'd rather be fucking Rather be fucking dead I can't think Missing puzzle piece, can't find the link I can't feel is it in my mind or is it real? I don't know what I'm meant to do Through the heart sick helplessness On my own can we reach up through the scars? On my own through the rift we carry On together on to never now Breathe into the void, altruistic memory We don't know our wants, your own plasticity What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through it's true We're born and bled What's the matter with you? Chin up, get through In truth I'd rather be fucking dead What's the matter with you? I can't think Missing puzzle piece, can't find the link I can't feel is it in my mind or is it real? I don't know what I'm meant to do Through the heart sick helplessness On my own can we reach up through the scars? On my own through the rift we carry I don't know what I'm meant to do Can we reach up through the scars? On my own Through the rift we carry on together On to never now

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