Placeholder: Synthetic substitution has taken over this land There's no one to blame but man, yeah If we'd only give in to defeat Face reality, we can't even walk the street Synthetic substitution has taken over this land There's no one to blame but man, yeah If we'd only give in to defeat Face reality, we can't even walk the street

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Synthetic substitution has taken over this land There's no one to blame but man, yeah If we'd only give in to defeat Face reality, we can't even walk the street

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