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And we will burn our brains. We all finally do that: walking in line, sitting around the auto-da-fé. Technology's screaming and everybody's listening. Pawns conscious of being pawns, with wild open ears. We keep singing the praises of a system running by drowning its billions legs. On and on and on we're feeding it. I'm staying away from a game lost before it starts. No, i won't play my life to toss. Those coins are two-head faced and gambling's never been my thing. And i keep hoping lights are made to be seen, but it seems we only care about our fucking screens, when we're not hiding behind the memories of better days. We keep wasting our voice when noone's listening.