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Potentially the most normal song I'll ever produce. I promise it won't become a pattern. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LYRICS: Well, we start it off with hearts aloft. No bereavement and no grievances; Adam and Eve with no diseases yet. Our principles start fading while we're waiting. We're compromised and tainted till we become the things we hated. The world is run by evil people. The world is full of evil people, pleased with being deceitful. The world is run by evil people. The world will make us evil people. Beliefs are weak and feeble. There are monsters, I have seen them, creeping in the evening, feasting on the dreams that we believe in. There are demons, I have seen them, skin-deep in my cerebrum, believing, when I'm weak, I might just feed them. Our habits and our rituals aren't half as stacked as kismet's call. Our habits and our rituals are myths in mystics' crystal balls. The world is run by evil people. The world is full of evil people, fearful of upheaval. The world is run by evil people. The world will make us evil people. Monkey see, monkey do. They are looking at us hungrily. They know misery loves company. Bloodcurdling, yet comforting. Once they get you, they'll come for me. The world is run by evil people. The world is full of evil people. If you leave, I'll be through. The world is run by evil people. The world will make us evil people. Please don't leave, I need you.
