Lab Rats, Escape!

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from the day i was born / i’m a puppet in your hands / and every time i died / those hands got dirty too / what a life i must live / but soon i’ll bite the hands that fed me / lab rats, escape! / what a lie i must live / but soon i’ll bite the hand that fed me

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