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Did I turn out the way you wanted me
A prototype for how you wanted us to be
Someone to buy your crap
A soul for you to sap
But I'm not blind unfortunately, can't you see

'Cause I'm not
A clone that you can mold
A drone you can control
A slave for you to own
A pawn so you could shape your ideal world

Where did you get the idea that I'd bow
For me to pretend to be trash, I don't know how
Them pranksters and that bling
Bitches ain't be my thing
I'll break away from your false oasis right now

'Cause I'm not
A clone that you can mold
A drone you can control
A slave for you to own
A pawn so you could shape your ideal world

Who am I kidding, who am I trying to fool
Did I really think I was breaking all the rules
Did I fall for the guise
Meet my, not your, demise
To be antiestablishment, it seemed too cool

It seems I'm
A clone that you can mold
A drone you can control
A slave for you to own
A pawn so you could shape your ideal world
'Cause we are all
Clones that you can mold
We're drones you can control
We're slaves for you to own
We're pawns so you can shape your ideal world
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Author's Comments

This piece tackles the fluidity and ambiguity of the concept of "mainstream". Something that is considered obscure can easily become mainstream if the machine or if the masses deem it so.

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