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I hate the information age, the reckless integration of a world gone crazy,
Given over while it's all the rage, and I can't stop at all.
She's living for the modern age, the differentiation of a girl gone crazy,
Same old lines on a brand new stage, and I can't stop, no.
I'm tearing up the plain white page because the stupid deformations are all making me crazy,
Turn around now before your conscience strays, and I can't stop, no.
I hate the information age, the reckless integration of a world gone crazy,
Turn around now before your conscience fade, and I can't stop, no.
Don't stop when you've not yet given her up,
I gave but it's not quite ever enough,
I know that she's not yet ever been loved,
I know, I know.
I won't fall down, not for any amount at all,
Gone underground, I'll be the hero when this falls,
These ideas bounce right back from mirrors on the wall,
I'll sneak around the new and innovative ways to tear me apart.
And you lie to me, propagate your images for others to see,
You lie to me, and I'm never quite sure who you're trying to be.
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