| Look me in the eyes and preach shit
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| About what I need
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| In the same damn cage for years and years
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| While you run free
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| Best hope and pray to the sky above
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| That I never break out
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| But know that I will and when I do
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| I’m going to silence that mouth
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| The dream calls for blood
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| And you’ve not spilled enough
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| The dream, it calls for blood
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| Mine feeds the sea so rough
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood
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| You gloat and boast about yourself
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| It’s so obscene
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| Onlookers gasp in shear dismay
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| At your routine
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| There was a day so long ago
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| When you fought right
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| Truth be told you’ve grown so soft
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| Days turned to night
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| The dream calls for blood
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| And you’ve not spilled enough
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| The dream, it calls for blood
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| Mine feeds the sea so rough
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| My dreams are payed with patience
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| Persistent and aware
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| Your lack of integrity
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| Self gorging without care
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| I’ll humble and expose you
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| Stand proud as you collapse
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| Pity for you, well, let it be known
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| That I have none
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| But the knowledge you taught so unaware
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| How it shouldn’t be done
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| I’ll keep the fire alive and the hunger inside
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| 'Till I shall pass
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| So the dream I love with all my blood
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| Will forever last
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| The dream calls for blood
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| And you’ve not spilled enough
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| The dream, it calls for blood
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| Mine feeds the sea so rough
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| Words of scorn can’t stop me
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| This hunger only grows
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| Steadfast to ignore me
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| Is why you fell so far below
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood
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| Dream calls for blood |