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Take a deep breath 'cause it all starts now |
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When you pull the fucking pin |
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The shrapnel burns |
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As it tears into the skin |
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Ever wonder what it takes |
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To be questioning your faith |
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This is what it's like |
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When it happens every goddamn day |
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Violence is our way of life |
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Shards of life |
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Like confetti in the air |
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The flesh storm grows |
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As it breeds despair |
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You hear screams in the distance |
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Fighting the resistance |
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Not cries of war |
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These are just the sounds of pain |
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It's all just psychotic devotion |
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Manipulated with no discretion |
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Killing's in style |
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And it's now the main event |
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The cameras are whores |
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For the daily bloodshed |
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Like a junkie |
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Hungry for a fix of anything |
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The media devours |
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And feasts upon the inhumane |
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Violence is our way of life |
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It's all too fucking clear |
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We can never coincide |
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So let's all drink |
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To genocide |
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All the venomous sights |
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Border on the arcane |
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In times of war |
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Everything is bound by pain |
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It's all just psychotic devotion |
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Manipulated with no discretion |
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Warfare knows no compassion |
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Thrives with no evolution |
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Unstable minds exacerbate |
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Unrest in peace |
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There's no future |
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The world is dead |
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So save that last |
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Bullet for your head |
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Only the fallen have won |
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Because the fallen can't run |
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My vision's not obscure |
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For war there is no cure |
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So here the only law |
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Men killing men for someone else's cause |
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It's all just psychotic devotion |
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Manipulated with no discretion |
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It's all just psychotic devotion |
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Manipulated with no discretion |
