There's a poster on the wall,
Tells you what to do
Get a house, get a nice looking wife
Get a pretty fucking perfect life
Who says so?
Who says so?
They're there at night
Whispering in your ear
Putting pictures in your mind,
Your choice is gone
Little house on the prairie
Is an all known goal
What if I don't wanna live the regular life?
What if I don't wanna have control?
Brain corruption,
You've lost your mind
Mind destruction
And you will fade with time
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