.How are we supposed to know what's real?
The dirt, the bread, the snow, the rusty steel
Something in the neighborhoods not right
They'll stay indoors until the break of light
The clones, they've always said to stay in line
But I'd rather die than piss away my time
Our food's diseas.
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