| The bloodline of kings in the house of white
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| Lynch law abiding citizens cashing in their rights
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| The sky is on fire
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| The sky is on fire
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| It’s blood red and torching any horizon it desires
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
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| Spit, spit, spit in the face
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| I don’t give a fuck what you think of me
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| Are we getting anywhere, I’m getting out of here
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| How can we be free?
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| Abandoning the children in the forest to feed ourselves
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| We will all stay more healthy if we don’t distribute wealth
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| Aim friendly fire
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| Aim friendly fire
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| There is only greed living the life we desire
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
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| Spit, spit, spit in the face
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| I don’t give a fuck what you think of me
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| Are we getting anywhere, I’m getting out of here
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| As we set sail across a raging sea
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| (as we set sail across a raging sea)
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| Unconquerable by reality
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| (we are unconquerable)
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| As we set sail across a raging sea
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| (we set sail across a raging sea)
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| Unconquerable by reality
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| I am infallible
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| I am untouchable
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
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| Spit in the face of the deceased
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| Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
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| Spit, spit, spit in the face
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| I don’t give a fuck what you think of me
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| Are we getting anywhere, I’m getting the fuck out of here
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| The nation is dead, long live the new nation
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| Dead… Dead |