"Networking"
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The truth, it speaks to me,
The truth, it hurts all of us.
What will we do to,
Run away?

All the village turns,
To see what's in the air.
What will they see in,
Darkened skies and shame?

We play this game,
Returning the favors,
Of the self righteous man.
Play the game, play your hand.

The shiny tops,
All blind the eyes of surreal vision.
Complications in Armenia,
Reanimation will bring you back down.

Twice the question answered,
Once the life was taken.
Always the shame is the same,
The memory remains.

Log on to the network tonight,
Networking the net worth of your life.
How does it feel to be a tool?
It feels like me, I was the fool.