Oxymoron

You drive me insane, my back's to the wall
I can't make headway with this pressure at all
My mind's upset I gotta get away
And jam the gearing of the whole machine
The people who suffer to get uniformed
Are wimps who needn't complain anymore
When they discover what's happened to their lives
They're gonna pay the fucking price
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You make me sick, you drive me insane
You're gonna take my mind away
But I'm not scared of what you do
What the fuck is wrong with you?