| A call for waking the brave to take back what is mine
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| Became a call for waking me from which never exists
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| Nickels and dimes will be my savior, my friend
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| A savior self in my pocket
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| I won’t be enslaved by you. |
| i’ll walk away and cut you loose
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| Nickels and dimes will be my savior, a savior self
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| A call keeps ringing, i have to cut you fuckin' loose
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| A call for waking the brave to take back what is mine
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| I ring a call for help but you never exist
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| Come test me, come tear me apart
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| No one’s king, no one’s slave
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| I carried a roll of dimes
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| I live from what i have learned
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| Non existing reputation’s slave
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| There will be no king, there will not be any fuckin' slave
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| Nickels and dimes will be my savior, a savior self
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| A call keeps ringing, i have to cut you fuckin' loose
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| A call for waking the brave, A call keeps ringing, come take it
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| Our paths will never cross again
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| A call keeps ringing, come take it
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| Our paths will never cross again
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| You never exist, mark my word
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| WHAT, WHAT !?
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| Fuck!
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| WHAT, WHAT !? |