Cancer Of The Soul

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You've always had your reasons
but now you've gone to far
So spare me all your speeches
and dance like the puppet you are

No strength in your convictions
Learned to fit in the mold
no worry or consequences
but if you open your eyes, you're being controlled

A beacon of indifference in a sea of apathy
a shiny plastic smile is all that there's left to see

Compassion lost it's hold
Rotten, black and cold
Cancer of the Soul

You sacrificed yourself
to a life of emptiness
but every soul you've broken
hath only bore you this

The gun was in your mouth
but you just couldn't shoot
This was the way you planned
but something here does not compute
Our wings are clipped, our eyes are shut
So we can never fly
We dangle on our puppet strings
until we learn to die

Compassion lost it's hold
Rotten, black and cold
Cancer of the Soul

All is well that does end well
so one can never tell
So we smile, single file
and march right down to hell

Compassion lost it's hold
Rotten, black and cold
Cancer of the Soul

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