| The rise of power through fake crises
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| The cry of weakness and alarm
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| Preaching paranoid self harm
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| Further reaching down
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| Here it comes once again
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| You’d be better off dead
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| Your martyr complex knows one song
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| And you’ve been singing it for so fucking long
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| The rise of power through fake crises
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| The cry of weakness and alarm
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| Preaching paranoid self harm
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| Further reaching down
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| Reaching down
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| Prefab alarmist high on brimstone
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| Cheap masochistic mock defeat
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| Delusion gathered in their Sunday best
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| And chained securely to deceit
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| Further reaching down
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| Reaching down
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| Further reaching down
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| Reaching down
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| It’s obvious what you came here for
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| Fake fucking tears and empathy
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| For a victimized make over
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| From your lonely power seat
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| You’re nothing more than a coward
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| Further reaching down
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| Reaching down
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| Further reaching down |