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Leeches, you're sucking up the life |
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Creatures, you're not afraid to fight |
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We're not letting you steal what molded us |
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If you only knew you're made of dust |
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We are not your property |
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See with our own clarity |
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Ears close, eyes open, voice won't be broken |
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Won't dance within your walls |
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You'll find us running around every town |
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Unchained and all your bounds |
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Everyone's used to crowd, throwing your words to the ground |
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Let do this all our own way |
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Can't change the storm of a hurricane |
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We'll dance to our own beat, won't sing to your melody |
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We will not care if we're the only ones swimming in the sea |
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Let do this all our own way |
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Can't change the storm of a hurricane |
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Made me care what you think |
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Only made our bodies sink |
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Couldn't continue playing the game right |
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Running with you is your fake right |
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Tell us how it's good for us again |
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Raise your brow, get it out and comprehend |
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This is not working, my lungs are chocking |
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No longer at your call |
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Don't go change your fold, what happened to be mold |
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Shaking of what we were told, not do your own |
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Let do this all our way |
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Can't change the storm of a hurricane |
