| It’s your story
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| And I’m just the antithesis
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| To your american dream
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| And I sit here in this fuckin' nightmare
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| Watching you
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| Biding time
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| And telling lies and I’m wondering why your even here at all
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| It’s your salvation
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| That leaves me in this eternal hell
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| To a complacent life of shit that leaves me choking on the smellof
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| Ruined lives, and wasted minds
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| And good ideas that leave
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| People shot down in the street
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| Children cold with nothing to eat
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| The homeless with their shoeless feet
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| And fat cats and their wealthy hags
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| Pass people living out of bags
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| Shit can someone give me hope
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| Your goal in life is to live until you die
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| My goal in death is to escape this pathetic human sky 'cause
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| Where the air is poison
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| And the raindrops burn
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| And sex is death
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| Well its hard for me to see whats left
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| When generals are struck down from the sky
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| And politicians are victims of their lies
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| When all the cops are locked in jail
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| And all the priests have gone to hell
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| When lawyers rot in growing heaps
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| And our world leaders are buried deep well
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| Thats the day
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| Thats the day ill find my hope |