45 (A Matter Of Time)

You're something to few but nothing to me
 Someone so twisted and sick as can be
 It wasn't the plan, we gave it a shot
 You've proven a real man is something you're not
 So tell me is this what the future primitive world's supposed to be?
 A total abomination is what it looks like to me
 No reasonable explanation, can't call it a declaration
 A bigot to all, sick of it all, can we all stand up? Go!
 I believe that I
 Am losing faith in all of humankind
 But then I realize it's plain to see
 That a number is all you are to me
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 Not worthy of a name, a number you'll get
 A symbol of meaningless, void of respect
 A matter of time, you get what you've earned
 We'll take pleasure in watching you burn
 So tell me is this what the future primitive world's supposed to be?
 A total abomination is what it looks like to me
 It's a masochist fascination, a character assassination
 You're the fool on the hill, we're stuck with you till, we all stand up, go!
 I believe that I
 Am losing faith in all of humankind
 But then I realize it's plain to see
 That a number is all you are to me
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 I believe that I
 Am losing faith in all of humankind
 But then I realize it's plain to see
 That a number is all you are to me
 I believe that I
 Am losing faith in all of humankind
 But then I realize it's plain to see
 That a number is all you are to me
 I believe that I
 Am losing faith in all of humankind
 But then I realize it's plain to see
 That a number is all you'll ever be
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 A number you get