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There's people out there that say I'm no good, |
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cause I don't believe the things that I should, |
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and when the final conflict comes, I'll be so sorry I did wrong, |
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and hope and pray that our lord god will think I'm good. |
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Countries manufacture bombs and guns |
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to kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done. |
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Smog is ruining my lungs, but they aren't sorry they've done wrong, |
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they hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone. |
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In the end the good will go to heaven up above, |
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the bad will perish in the depths of hell. |
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How can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse? |
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Fuck Armageddon, this is hell. |
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We're living in the denouement of the battle's gripping awe, |
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so what's the use of being good to satisfy them all? |
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How could hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curse! |
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Fuck Armageddon, this is hell |
