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Project Pat - Текст песни The View
Love - is what I believe in
 And freedom is what I need
 But why do I suffer from love
 And why am I not free
 The might sleeps in our hearts
 We should form it with our hands
 There won't be help from anyone
 Just you and me
 Purity and hope
 The ability to love
 And curiosity
 Are our strong sides
 Self-hate and greed
 Are our weaknesses
 Spirit always was there
 Or it evoluted to the point 
 Where we are now
 But it's origin is not of importance
 We don't use it anyway
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 A devil does not exist
 It's just a metaphor for
 Giving free rein to our animal instincts
 While a full acceptance of these feelings
 Opens a door to another level
 In which harming even the freedom 
 Of another person turns into nonsense
 The growth rate of humanity
 Could be an indication of our origin
 Made to survive - at all costs
 This may be a cultural effect
 But it's somehow corresponding
 To the behavior of bacteria
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 Unlike other mammals
 We are living without the ability
 To produce vitamin c
 So - should we save the plants ?
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 Perhaps we'll evoke the first
 Synthetic form of life on our planet
 And maybe that's all we are here for
 But nature spreads everywhere
 Will we bring life to other planets ?
 Is this the plan of nature ?
 The freedom of choice
 Seems not to be wanted
 Because what we can do
 We will do
 But should we ?
 This question is not really asked
 And even if the answer is no
 We will do it
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 You're wasting time
 Following lies
 Break the chains of slavery
 And if art is a way 
 To transport feelings and thoughts 
 From here into the future
 Then I hope that future generations
 Will judge our electronical middle age
 Not only for the things we did and will do
 But also for the hopes, dreams and love
 We felt within us











