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D O A The Enemy

till ya don't look the same. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock. to

worlds enemy That millionaire with no diploma No degree Who has more assets and money then most people would see in a life time Who is the worlds enemy

picking on a friend If we don't stand together, then this is the end Teenage youth stand together In your combat or your leather There's a cause a cause

with a rod of iron A media controlled because it relies On advertising So they must comply, they must comply And the reproduction of lies continues This is a

coercion and surveillance In the service of the interest of the elite Leaving us unable To reach full potential Leaving us unable To think a different

This contradiction between the money-system And the social nature of the economy It only leads to a dysfunctional nature of the modern life It only

out and live the highlife meeting up with other people your interaction with the weak and feable Atleast when all is said and done You wouldn't be the only one To be a

I'm a mess such a wreck don?t forget about it I drag myself through the dirt just to feel a little closer to the ground Because I've always had my head

Rounding up the chosen ones with censuses and punch cards Efficiency of the utmost importance, every last one must be found Nameless and numbered, gassed