I refuse to take my seat
in your target audience
I will not buy
your image of perfection
you can not buy my silence
I refuse your vision of me
as your token man
I will not buy
your image of perfection
you can not buy my silence
struggling underneath
the weight of this machine
why can't I be the one to break free
blood red eyes they bleed.
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