Voici notre 11e morceau à ce jour, en cours de finalisation
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I can feel it just out of reach
This ideal they like to preach
Elusive state of truth untrue
To excuse all that we get put through
Learn to philosophise
To put up with the lies
And deal with our fate, yeah!
The curse of human nature
The inner voice that cries
Everything that you despise
Poisoned thoughts you really ought
To learn how to ignore
But we're all sentenced to this torture
Learn to ignore you really ought to
Become better than those who came before
In spite of their riches
Never been so poor
They're holding the cards
We need to change the game
Progress is painful, but
It alleviates the shame
Learn to philosophise
To put up with their lies
I can feel it just out of reach
This ideal they try to preach
Elusive state of truth untrue
No excusing what we get put through