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Predestine

Predestination, in theology, is the doctrine that all events have been willed by God, usually with reference to the eventual fate of the individual soul. Explanations of predestination often seek to address the paradox of free will, whereby God's omniscience seems incompatible with human free will. In this usage, predestination can be regarded as a form of religious determinism; and usually predeterminism, also known as theological determinism. more »

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Yeah

Old and weak, all are deemed
Cogs in the corporate machine
Brainwashing a new disease
Born a slave to meet their means

HAIL the new generation
FEAR all the sick dogs
OWN the lust for making money
PUSH through the brain fog

Hemispheres
No one's here
Just a brain dead slave
To a pointless cause

I lack a cerebellum
Cause I can barely move
9 to 5 all groundhog day
Can't shimmy out the groove
I lost my amygdala
Cause I no longer feel
Passion for the things I do
My motives aren't real
You can take my hippocampus
Cause I'd like to forget
The reasons why I burn through money
To make eternal debt
You can harvest all my organs
There's nothing left inside
Sold my kidneys years ago
To buy a brand new ride

I lack a cerebellum
All balance fled my realm
Greed floods the water and
Puts money at the helm
I lost my amygdala
But I don't want it back
It's easier to shake emotion
Than ponder what you lack

Hemispheres
No one's here
Just a brain dead slave
To a pointless cause

NO

Old and weak all are deemed
Cogs in the corporate machine
Brainwashing a new disease
Born a slave to meet their means
Leaves of three let it be
Poisonous symmetry
Lobes of four can't ignore
The consciousness that you abhor

HAIL materialism
DAMN all the consequences
FIRE remaining synapses
JUSTIFY the energy expenses

Hemispheres
No one's here
Just a brain dead slave
To a pointless cause

I lack a cerebellum
Cause I can barely move
9 to 5 all groundhog day
Can't shimmy out the groove
I lost my amygdala
Cause I no longer feel
Passion for the things I do
My motives aren't real
You can take my hippocampus
Cause I'd like to forget
The reasons why I burn through money
To make eternal debt
You can harvest all my organs
There's nothing left inside
Sold my kidneys years ago
To buy a brand new ride
I lack a cerebellum
All balance fled my realm
Greed floods the water and
Puts money at the helm
I lack a temporal lobe
I'm at a loss for words
Unless you're asking me about cash
That topic is preferred
I lack a sensory cortex
Nothing is tangible
Chasing down the money
As if I were an animal
I lost my amygdala
But I don't want it back
It's easier to shake emotion
Than ponder what you lack

Ugh

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