IBS

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This ground I walk on is hard as steel.
I tread this path that never ends.
The Earth tries to pull me down against dirt and stone.
But I won't be apart of it's meal.

This world is made up of rows of clones.
And they're all stuck in their broken homes.
Born into a life with a so-called destiny
That is unchangeable for all eternity.

The birds fly free, so why can't we?
I'm sick of being told who to be.
The birds fly free, so why can't we?
I'm looking for a chance for me to be me.

Do this and do that, I'm done being told how to act.

Do this and do that.
I won't be one to die in line.
Do this and do that.
I'm done being told how to act.

The birds fly free, so why can't we?
I'm sick of being told who to be.
The birds fly free, so why can't we?
I'm looking for a chance for me to be me.

Die, in line.

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from Demo 2011, released January 12, 2011

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