| Stale beer in hand you keep on glancing my way
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| Just by that look I know exactly what you’re 'bout to say
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| You wanna share with me your thoughts and visions grand
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| I hear you talk, but see I’ll never understand
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| With your handed-down philosophies
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| And your self-inflicted marks of ignorance
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| You make it hard to find no sympathy
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| But then again, I guess we all deserve a chance
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| You were born for more
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| Don’t keep holding on to old misinformation
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| What you’re looking for
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| Is something better than a hate-infested mind
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| On shaky grounds you all decided on an enemy
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| Then closed your eyes from facts
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| That wouldn’t fit your theory
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| When you inherit inhumanity
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| The old man’s lifetime’s worth of bitterness
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| I’m sure it’s hard to face reality
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| To figure out a proper reason for this mess
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| You were born for more
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| Don’t keep holding on to old misinformation
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| What you’re looking for
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| Is something better than a hate-infested mind
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| You were born for more
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| Don’t keep holding on to old misinformation
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| What you’re looking for
|
| Is something better than a hate-infested mind
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| Born for more
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| Don’t keep holding on to old misinformation
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| What you’re looking for
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| Is something better than a hate-infested mind
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| You were born for more
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| Don’t keep holding on to old misinformation
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| What you’re looking for |