Unbroken - Razor
Brought down before you and I'm feeling the feeling
Of not wanting to be like you I refused to be trapped
It molds us like a clone never thinking for ourselves
It's time to break this sterile tradition time to crack
Take a crack to let us breath
Before I consume your filth consume your product
Consume this genocide consume your media
Give me a razor and with this
I give my wrists a kiss of steel
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- The Death of True Spirit
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