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Check one, two |
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The plow that broke the plains |
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We as humans destroy everything, |
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well, there's limits to the land |
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Left the resistance and the monkey wrenchin' cause money rules again |
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Life is easier when your bills are paid, |
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you finished studies, |
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Masters degree |
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Now consulting development companies, |
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who sold out now? |
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Who sold out now? |
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Sixteen years old and live at home |
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In front your friends calling out at shows, |
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you left the scene cause your new girlfriend told you so, |
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freaked out on X at some rave or techno, |
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money rules again |
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Distro circus at every show, |
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I came to support these tourin' bands and nothing's free, |
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pay my ticket at the door, |
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who sold out now? |
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Who sold out now? |
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Constant complaining makes my ears ring |
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I care about hardcore but I hate the scene |
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The plow that broke the plains |
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We as humans abuse every way, |
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there's limits to me, friend |
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What happened to the brotherhood we shared, |
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well, money rules again |
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I'll give you anything if you just ask, |
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hung yourself from your own rope |
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I count my loss and just walk away, |
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who sold out now? |
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Who sold out now? (3x) |
