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This is all out war. |
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Born into this struggle. |
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We've become the things we hate. |
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No longer will we be the downtrodden - |
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beggars at your gate. |
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To - all that we own we've been given - |
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over as slaves we are the resistance. |
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What made you think that we would bend so easily? |
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(We're not like you) We're not like you, my friend. |
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You're so weak. (We're done with you) |
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Our entire lives we've been told |
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we have to buy your lies. |
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But all that will gain us are things |
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that we can't take with us when we die. |
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Your narrow perception, a weakened device. |
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Your veil of deception, now falls from our eyes. |
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What made you think that we would bend so easily? |
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(We're not like you) We're not like you, my friend. |
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You're so weak. |
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What made you think that we would bend to suit your greed? |
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(We're done with you) |
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We are the - resistance. |
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What made you think that we would bend so easily? |
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(We're not like you) We're not like you, my friend. |
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You're so weak. |
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What made you think that we'd ever be slaves to your greed? |
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(We're not like you) We're not like you, my friend. |
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You're so weak. |
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(We're done with you) |
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Your veil of deception, now falls from our eyes. |
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We'll never be your possession. |
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You'll never get out alive |
