Out of my mind and into your skin
Slowly my words will grow from within
Once in your mind I'll take your soul
Crawl in your thoughts and have all control
Do as you will nothing suspected
The screw has been turned
You don't feel infected
You think you're free
You don't have a clue
All the things they're doing to you

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