| It’s a breakdown, of the greatest divide
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| Never had a chance you were dead when you arrived
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| Class war to the 'nth degree
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| And they’re coming for us and everyone that we trust
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| It’s a breakdown, of rationality
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| Re-enforcement of false beliefs
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| Class war to the 'nth degree
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| And they’re coming for us and everyone that we trust
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| While white collar crime runs out of control
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| Across the great divide lays the wretched poor
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| A rotting melting pot of haves and of have nots
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| So fix your bayonets, cause we’re at war
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| It’s a breakdown, or morality
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| A poor man’s prison is a rich man’s greed
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| Class war to the 'nth degree
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| In God we trust, they’re coming for us
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| It’s a breakdown, of your godly verse
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| The meek shall inherit the least of the earth
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| Class war to the 'nth degree
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| In God we trust, they’re coming for us
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| While white collar crime runs out of control
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| Across the great divide lays the wretched poor
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| A rotting melting pot of haves and of have nots
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| So fix your bayonets…
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| Be strong, be brave, we’re crossing the great divide
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| Be brave, we’re crossing the divide |