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my mind
I won't fit the mould
We may be designed
But we will not be controlled
Will you turn around and fight
Overthrow those who have led you astray

on hold.

If these dogs choose to attack,
20 panther cats won't hold me back.
I used to think I sold,
But now you can't fit in my mould.
When I'm on the mic.

Please don't follow your dreams,
We'll mould you into the blind, obedient, corporate cog that could
We're sure you won't regret this when you're snug in

myself sooner
Breaking from the moulds
Breaking free of chains holding me
Waiting for a something
Waiting for my life to begin and
Make more sense than

me ooo
I'm your creation, you can mould me 
Jesus, i am your boy, train me ooo

I'm your instrument, play me ooo
I'm your violin, tune me 
I'm your

At my life

Beneath the breath of chaos, serenity unfolds
I'm purging out the toxins, trying to break the mould
Is this where it ends? Or where it all

What a weirdo, walk away!
If I don't fit in this mould
I won't get the truth untold
No, I'm so lost, but not alone
Even when I'm on my own
Nothing to be

fingers mould me
Oh, your touch dissolves me
As I sink in your arms

The way you hold me
The way that you unfold me
Unravel and unroll me
As I'm entranced

From the ashes of pain
Ashes of pain
We rise up again

Our future is shapeless
We mould it by hand
Our future is shapeless
We mould it by hand
Forged in

Tickin' 'til I can't breathe
Crease, fold, bend and mould
Kept your little secrets
Whisper like you mean it
Oh
Oh

Ring the bell I'm tapping out 
Pinned me

and down again 

Break the chain...break the mould..feel the pain
I need to break...break the chain...break the mould...feel the pain 

Yeah....take me one

My social credit score is zero
I don’t fit into your fuckin mould
I’m a risk that you can’t trust
I am outside of your
Control

I believe in

the time to disassociate
Lay back into the TV static

No matter what you say
Your ego takes control
No matter what you do
You'll never break this mould

Push

here to last
Watering a dead plant
Trying once the times passed
Becoming so greyed and pale
Picking the mould off my heart
Acid wash my face

and magazines, TV celebrities
Mould your mentality, and personality
They're full of shit
Go on believing it

Sophisticate, try to discriminate
Sophisticate, try

Chorus
Quickening power build me; mould me;
shape me; fill me
i be like Him;
i live like Him X2

Verse Two
I am the Lord's image
Built by the word of God
I

knee-ees, baby ple-ease
Have some mercy on me

My story is plasticine anyway
You can mould it however you want
My story is plasticine anyway
You can bend it

no-one understands
So softly and gently you’ll grow it again
You mould it again
Unfold it again
You mould it again, and again, and again

Just
Drink from

you (be like you)
Lord I want to be like you (be like you)
Just like you

Take me (take)
Break me (break)
Melt me (melt)
Mould me (mould)
Fill me (fill)

all gold
I want it all gold 
I want it all gold 
I want it all 

CHRS
Glittered in gold
From the fire to the mould 
Gotta look to behold 
Watch your

give up the day job
But not me
I say
When the sun shines;
Bring on the Hay makers,
Lets hear it for the mould breakers,
Clear the floor for the random

please mould me into a shape
That pleases You for all my days
That glorifies Your Holy Name

Lord, please mould me into a shape
That pleases You for all my

secrets

And I see through your body
Say something
Say something
You're in pieces
And I know I can mould you
Say something
Say something

I know that your

an awful taste

I can feel myself getting old
I can feel myself lose control
Sitting still as I sell my soul
It's getting harder to break the mould

In