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Turning down Babylon Fuck em, see I've been thinking kinda lately That it's time to stop buying into this crap

Dependent on this and needing you that Five different devices just to have a chit chat and

This is getting ridiculous, please.

Children mining minerals under T5G.

I can't feel the illusion no more.

As I look to the floor from my feet, I feel incomplete.

I cannot be here, you cannot watch me.

I need my privacy, my civil liberties, my human sovereignty.

Yous even fucking with the air that's ivory, nah bitch.

I cannot be here, you cannot watch me.

I need my privacy, my civil liberties, my human sovereignty.

Yous even fucking with the air that I breathe now, please.

Who decided to put fluoride in our water?

It's bad for you, go tell your sons and daughters

Why we look to these men for our protection

When they lie to us and they force it.

Sell your drugs but they don't want to hear you Conditioned you just to be a consumer Distorted concepts of success and happiness I'm just trying to lose my head and forget everything this man said I cannot be here, you cannot watch me I need my privacy, my civil liberties, my human sovereignty Yous even fucking with the air that's ivory, nah please

I cannot be here, you cannot watch me, I need my privacy, my civil liberties, my human sovereignty, it's evil fucking with dead, that's how you be now.

talking with the other side really talking with the other side really

Thank you for watching!

Fucking with the air, that's I.B.

The air that I breathe, and the water I drink, and the food that I eat, and the thoughts that I think.

Infiltrate, infiltrate, infiltrate, dirty politicians.

Dirty politicians and wicked satellites

Dirty politicians and wicked satirists

Wicked Saturday.

It's such a. It's such a

Deep by lunch, I know we can see sunrise.

Wicked satellites are a shooting star I can't tell anymore You come with a mind, mental dishes And I can't help but think your intent is vicious So you travel to the moon and you ruin the tune Your business suits, yeah, your business tycoons

Young and terrible fools But that's a man's last resort

Dirty politicians, dirty politicians and wicked satellites.

Dirty politicians and wicked satellites.

You brought a t-shirt so we could sound tonight

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