Lletres: Napalm Death. Peel Sessions. Prison Without Walls.

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Trapped
Inside your head
Insular, living dead

Existing for a purpose you'll never find
Inducements, distortions contorting your mind

External sources maintain control
Programmed existance, fulfill your role

You've got a brain, shake off the reigns
Smash the shackles, break the chains