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Barcode Lyrics

A barcode on my skin. A performance of life. An endless grin on a buisnessmans face. I'm screaming out my misery. And dwell in products I don't need. This world is not for me. This society is what I don't need. Where we pose to be a threat and spend our money on the latest fashion

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