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Verse 1
Weird is 
As weird does
At least that's what

The man in charge says
As they attempt
To retain control

By limiting
The amount
Of "truth" we all know
While counting their 
Blood soaked 
Dollar bills
As we all
Bow and 
Die to their will

Chorus

Conform or die
As our puppeteers
Get off on 

Drinking your tears
The more tragic the better
Always selling fears
They feed upon 
To stay strong
While reassuring
Us that nothing is wrong

Verse 2
Normal is 
As normal controls
So stop 

Rolling your eyes

And do as your told
No need for
Independent thought
Let us do that for you

Just follow blindly
Hate without reason

As on worthless things

Keep spending wildly
All in the name of fitting in
A world of nothing but sin

Chorus