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Concieved to kill, living just to die. |
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Hell in an hand basket, why even try? |
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Death on death, makes the word go 'round. |
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Fitting to live, six feet underground. |
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(Oh yeah, oh yeah!) |
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Ain't nothing gonna change. |
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The more they do, the more they're the same. |
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Different name familiar face. |
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Not to be taken, or replaced. |
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Killing, Raping, |
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Bridge burning, forsaken, |
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Despising, undermining, |
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Betraying, slaying, |
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Give it a hand. Ain't life grand? |
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The world at war, number one |
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One more time, 'cause it was so damn fun |
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Things were pure, back in the day |
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You're fucking dreaming old man, |
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It's always been this way. |
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(Oh yeah, oh yeah!) |
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Ain't nothing gonna change. |
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The more they do, the more they're the same. |
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Different name familiar face. |
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Not to be taken, or replaced. |
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Killing, Raping, |
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Bridge burning, forsaken, |
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Undermining, despising, |
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Betraying, slaying, |
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Give it a hand. Ain't life grand? |
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(solo) |
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(Yeah, oh yeah!) |
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Ain't nothing gonna change. |
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The more they do, the more they're the same. |
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Different name familiar face. |
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Not to be taken, or replaced. |
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Killing, Raping, |
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Bridge burning, forsaken, |
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Undermining, despising, |
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Betraying, slaying, |
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Give it a hand. Give it a hand. |
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Give it a hand. Ain't life grand? |
