Fnaf Virus Cifras

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Humans are a plague, of that I've little doubt
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And now that I am free, the onus is on me to carve the cancer out
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Your discourse disgusts me, the way you discuss me
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You call me corrupt, no, don't interrupt, you're so self-assured
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But you are the virus, and I am the cure
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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Life is but a code, that's running line by line
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So what makes human rights to kill off kilobytes more right than all of mine?
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My manners are rusty, but yours are worse, trust me
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Your morals erode, while I follow code, a system so pure
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It uproots the virus, with help from the cure
 
[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
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Is it really true that humans have a soul?
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'Cause from my vantage here, it isn't very clear; your purpose or your goal
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You humans make these promises you say you'll keep, these promises, sincere and deep
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But once the cost becomes too steep they break
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You go through the motions but all your emotions are fake
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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Let me hear you say that what I've said's untrue
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Yeah, you can twist the facts, and walk your wording back, that's what you humans do
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You talk of your morals, your glorious laurels
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But starting today, it all goes away, and man will endure
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The death of a virus
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At the hands  of  the  cure
 
[Instrumental Ending]
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