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When your concept retires
Will you still know how to struggle
Until your conscious is tired
Don't even guess if you're not sure

So be prepared for some variations
And crooked conversations
But if your focus is bold
You won't be guilty when you're old

The garbage they've been selling shouldn't filter your demands
You know you think you're thoughtful, but you don't care you'll never understand
And I know why this is

The more that was offered came slowly to a stop
But the hint wasn't sent in the mail
The banners that signed for it never had time for it
And now it's distorted and stale

The context was twisted so everyone missed it
Except for the obvious sign
And the truth that they swallowed was empty and hollow
Because nobody spoke up in time.

When your concept retires
Will you still know how to struggle
Until your conscious is tired
Don't even guess if you're not sure

So be prepared for some variations
And crooked conversations
But if your focus is bold
You won't be guilty when you're old

The garbage she's been shoveling shouldn't filter your demands
I know you think you're thoughtful, but you don't care you could never understand
I know why this is

The more that was offered came slowly to a stop
But the hint wasn't sent in the mail
The banners that signed for it couldn't have time for it
Now it's distorted and stale

The context was twisted so somebody missed it
Except for an obvious sign
And the truth that they swallowed was empty and hollow
Because nobody spoke up in time

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