| Where are my sisters?
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| Where are my brothers?
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| Where is my family
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| Who takes care of each other?
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| In the blue glow of gizmos
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| Lurk despots in diapers
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| And cyborgs with bullhorns
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| And crackpots and snipers
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| Like robots so cold
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| With such ease they dismiss you
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| Sooner fuck you then kiss you
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| Sooner kick you and diss you
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| They got networks like insects
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| With webs of deception
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| They’ll trap you, cocoon you
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| Like a department of correction
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| They come in all colors
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| All sexes and creeds
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| They got all kind of issues
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| They got our kind of needs
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| Little laboratory monkeys
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| Raised with no hugging
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| Just a wire cage mom
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| And lab coats muggin'
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| I feel your anger
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| I feel your pain
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| I feel the aching hole in your soul that can’t be named
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| Yes consciousness is binary
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| Consciousness is spinning
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| Consciousness is a circuit
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| When consciousness is winning
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| Consciousness is binary
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| Consciousness is spinning
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| Consciousness is a circuit
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| When consciousness is winning
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| You gotta complete the circuit
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| Alone there’s just no knowing
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| Yeah energy is destructive unless it is flowing
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| In the connection lies the spark
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| In the connection lies the art
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| You gotta be up in someone’s countenance
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| Conversing with their heart
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| You gotta complete the circuit
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| Not just with human beings
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| With the sky above you
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| With the earth beneath your feet
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| When you complete the circuit
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| With everything that lives
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| Borders get blurry
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| And the rest is adjectives
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| (Where are my sisters?
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| Where are my brothers?
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| Where is my family
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| Who takes care of each other?)
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| Consciousness is binary
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| Consciousness is spinning
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| Where are my sisters?
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| Where are my brothers?
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| Where is my family
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| Who takes care of each other? |