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Tripping over things unsaid in a constant motion

I cannot recognize the truth ‘cause it’s unfamiliar

If you didn’t have so much left to prove, would there be resistance?

Kicking up this cloud of dust till it covers us

I had been there and done it a thousand times but never with my eyes open

You get what you paid for

We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore, anymore

Don’t let them give you the runaround again, again

It’s up to you to make sense of it

(Yeah. Talk)

No one hesitates to taste when they come and throw the feed down

If you wanna not make haste, keep your feet on the ground

I see you coming from a million miles away like a stampede of footsteps

Kicking up this cloud of dust till it covers us

You can’t control what has happened to your heart

Till you give it away — till you give it away

You get what you paid for

We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore, anymore

Don’t let them give you the runaround again, again

It’s up to you to make sense of it

So many words flooded in my vacant lie

So little space, too little sleep, too little time

Tripping over things unsaid in a constant motion

I cannot recognize the truth ‘cause I’ve never known it

I’ve never known it — I’ve never known it — known

You get what you paid for

We can’t sell our Goddamn souls anymore, anymore

Don’t let them give you the runaround again, again

It’s up to you to make sense of it

I see you coming from a million miles away

I see you coming from a million miles away

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