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Looking Through Looking Through
-1998, Jon Cosky

Why does it seem to be so transparent
Through these eyes I see the truth
We live in a twisted world that feeds on
Brainwashed minds and wasted youth
Every night and every day
I only wish that I could say
Things went my way
Nut this life, it just ain't fair
I'm to the point where I don't care
about this fucking game
I'm looking through this wall of lies
Far to angry to close my eyes
to a world conforming
When I wake up I'm always thinking
another day it's all the same
I walk outside and look around
Why is this place so fucking lame?

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