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This soul was born for battle |
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My heart was built for war |
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These eyes see through the lies |
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Filled with disgust |
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Strip back the utopian rhetoric |
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And you'll find a sickness at the core |
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A septic carcass rotting out |
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Filled with disgust |
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We are the dead |
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Empty lives, empty heads |
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Guilty is as guilty fucking does |
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Filled with disgust |
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All we have to believe are the lies that they feed us |
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All we have to choose is the right to obey |
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Pray this time will be our mark on history |
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When the shadow games and agendas |
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Are wiped the fuck away |
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There is no such thing as different shades of truth |
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It'a black or white, do or die |
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Filled with disgust |
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You tie your noose with your lies but the world keeps turning "Swing low" we cry but the world keeps turning |
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Turning without you |
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It keeps turning without you ' |
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Cause all we have to believe are the lies that they feed us |
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Born for battle |
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All we have to choose is the right to obey |
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Built for war |
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This was born for battle |
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My heart was built for war |
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Swing motherfuckers |
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End it Built for war |
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Built for fucking war |
