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It's a never a new day just a continuation of the same events
Phasing away
New inventions are just modified old inventions
Wake up to the premonition thatz sings into the souls as it tensions
Tryna find something to clench onto but the pains long overdue
Awaiting our graves hoping we saved by the pastors words engraved
Deeply I ponder into the lost seas of my mind written on scrolls
Types like hieroglyphics encrypted but our lives been scripted
Wake up it ain't a new day just another control from humanity wayz
Wake up wake up this ain't the same game

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