| I’ve had enough of doing my part
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| I wanna run off — cast off — no success!
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| Gonna let go of all the shit! |
| break with you all!
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| No success!
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| Too much passion to walk in the line…
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| Come on!
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| I expose your lifestyle — your concept of degredation!
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| No success! |
| no success!
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| No success! |
| no success!
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| We 'bout ta blow the f**kin' place!
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| F**k lucks and leprachauns u get stepped upon
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| In a sec u gone transform like a Decepticon
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| Stayin' a step beyond light years
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| You’re playin' upon my fears
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| I switch gears and bringin' fear to those within my sphere
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| Try to hold me down control my sound what is it u stupid
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| My crew split doom’s like toothpick’s home do u know who u fool with
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| Threw accoustics with cool shit f**k bullshit who you with
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| Arsonists set fires u getting tired you’ll have — no success!
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| You thought we fell from your weak spell
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| Do tell friends and foes — we 'bout ta bring ya to hell
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| What’s that smell? |
| no success!
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| Follow if you can hollow is your plan withstand society
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| Government’s eyin' me lyin' to me
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| Electric chairs fryin' me!
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| Damn f**kin' right! |
| you take the truth out of my head!
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| Bang! |
| and then I understand…
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| Radical — dressed up like a fashion style…
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| Wild youth — sold out! |
| and who asks why?
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| Search my house and search my car!
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| I don’t have anything to lose!
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| Use me! |
| rip me off! |
| accuse me…
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| The message is clear — no success!
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| No success! |
| no success! |
| (x3)
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| You are a soldier on the industrial battlefield…
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| You know I don’t love for sale but you f**k to die!
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| I don’t want to make a secret of it! |
| your success is just a lie!
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| That’s how we live but how are you? |
| I don’t want to work for any of you!
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| No more engine of your game — this time you gonna burn a blaze!
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| I say no! |
| no! |
| no! |
| no! |
| no success!
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| I say no! |
| no! |
| no! |
| no! |
| no success!
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| No success! |
| no success!
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| Double tall latte, call me baby
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| Double tall latte, mobile phone
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| Double tall latte, super briefcase
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| Call me but I’m at the mall
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| …locked in — I can’t move and I’d say:
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| F**k you! |
| cause we’re still on course…
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| His suicide, his suicide, his suicide
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| His suicide, his suicide, his…
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| No success! |
| no success!
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| No success!
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| Come on! |
| come on!
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| No success! |
| no success! |