| I blame all of you fucks
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| For taking the light and hope
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| From people I met
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| Who did all they could
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| But all they got was 6's & 7's in time
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| Cause the was lost
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| Long before they even thought about waging
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| And all of you crook suits ever worry
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| About is your own wealth
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| It’s been turning on you recently
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| «It's hard though…» I get it
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| And I indemnify
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| All the hard day lives of everyone sane
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| I’m doing all I can yet
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| All I’m ever sceaming for is hell
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| It’s been turning on me recently
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| — Giving it up for the end…
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| Cause every weakness
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| Will turn in to last
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| And I’ll keep on safely on mine…
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| (Too late…) Spilled my guts
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| Covered the floor with stuff you
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| Wouldn’t be stepping
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| In but you all know what?
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| There’s a trick you can pick up to standing in line
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| It’s called respect
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| Have you ever even looked around lately?
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| Keep it cool and know it’s never ever too late
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| It’s been turning on you recently
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| Give it up for the end…
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| Hold on to the front lines
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| They won’t dictate to you
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| When every weakness
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| Will turn in to last
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| And I’ll keep on safely on mine…
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| All of the windows
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| Are all shut in too tight
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| And I keep on safely on my…
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| And rest assure now that I won’t fail
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| New lines sung now for better days
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| Dreading me wild
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| Oh now I must get away
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| Burn me inside
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| Burn me now
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| Burn me inside! |