Identity Theft by Outlaw

Show me the proof
You call it love
I call it what nimble minds
Are in danger of falling prey to
Lies from above
A fictional paradise
Your world is based upon baseless actions
I’ll find my peace when I erase this faction

Conform
Forget all you knew
Become reborn
Be warned
The price you pay is perspective, identity, and more

Leave your morals at the door
Drop your logic on the floor
Mere flaws of your former world
Give up your mind
It’s no longer yours

Exterminate the herd
Think you know it all
But you don’t have a clue
Speak of the devil
I’m talking about you
Exterminate the vermin state
An ever-growing herd of hate
You put the cult in culture
Pacify your appetite you fucking vultures
Vultures

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