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They want to tell you what to think. |
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They want to tell you what to feel. |
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They want to tell you what is right |
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And what is wrong. |
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They want to tell you what is real. |
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What ever happened to us? |
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What ever happened to love? |
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We were the real thing. |
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We were the real thing. |
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America's a fucking disease. |
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You're on your back and down on your knees. |
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They question what you want to believe. |
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No question what you want to believe. |
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Are you afraid of the truth? |
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Are you afraid what you'd find? |
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Are you happy in denial? |
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Are you happy being blind? |
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Love turned to vanity. |
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Truth turned hypocrisy. |
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We were the real thing, |
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Now we are nothing. |
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America's a fucking disease. |
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You're on your back and down on your knees. |
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They question what you want to believe. |
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No question what you want to believe. |
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And you won't ever see the truth. |
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You can't be questioned if you're strong. |
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And you won't ever stop to think, |
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If what you've done is right or wrong. |
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Because you're on the side of God, |
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And you've crowned yourself a king. |
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But when you're not among your little sheep, |
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You just don't understand a thing. |
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Love turned to vanity. |
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Truth turned hypocrisy. |
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We were the real thing, |
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Now we are nothing. |
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America's a fucking disease. |
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You're on your back and down on your knees. |
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They question what you want to believe. |
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No question what you want to believe. |
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America, America. |
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America, America. |
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America, America. |
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America, |
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America's a fucking disease |
