You're a victim of the system

I think they found another cure, for broken hearts and feeling insecure.
You'd be surprised what I endure, what makes you feel so self-assured?

I need to find a place to hide, you never know what could be waiting outside.
The accidents that you could find, It's like some kind of suicide.

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