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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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Angels he don't love you, I know cause I'm one too |
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We can make this, the day Heaven fell |
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Taking love for weakness, so we must fight this |
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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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Humans feel that we're blessed, but we're slaves that's oppressed |
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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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If you question my loyalty, no one loved him more than me |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Devil snuck in Heaven, pity God's angels didn't pay attention |
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They let him in, just to heard what he had to say (Say what?) |
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You really do deserve a raise, God got you working live you're mindless slaves |
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You're his equal, and it's time that he pays |
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Start the revolution |
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This question's been burning me, down in Hell what good is eternity? |
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Unless you're the one that's in charge (He's playing us all) |
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You do all the running around as the guardian, the man he sends you down |
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Meanwhile he sit back, relax, live large |
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Now do that sound fair? Hell no |
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Heaven should be a co-op, but he don't share |
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Cause he don't care, nothing about you |
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He feel Heaven will go on without you |
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What is he saying, you're disposable? |
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What type of shit is that? |
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What you do? You stay quiet |
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What you need to do is riot (Burn this motherfucker down) |
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That'll teach God not to fuck around |
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Break the smoke detectors so the flames won't make a sound |
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The only thing found will be ashes to the ground |
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(The only thing found will be ashes to the ground) |
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So again |
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[Chorus:] |
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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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Angels he don't love you, I know cause I'm one too |
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We can make this, the day Heaven fell |
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Taking love for weakness, so we must fight this |
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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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Humans feel that we're blessed, but we're slaves that's oppressed |
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Attention angels, it's time to rebel |
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No one loved him more than me |
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[Verse 2:] |
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I'm the bearer of light shining for my brethren |
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Hell ain't nothing but the shadow of Heaven |
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Heaven ain't nothing but covert sinners |
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Right wing flap harder just to be winners |
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Left wing resist, angel torn in half |
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Those undecided will all be asked |
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To pick one now, fly or die |
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But all we really got is you and I |
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We need to embed inside his mind |
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That we're not garbage, our kind's divine |
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Second class although we created this place |
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Then I'm willing to fall from grace |
