| There’s a righteous fool among the weak
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| Where a fallen man is bitter sweet
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| And with his soul he deficates
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| Into this world he filled with hate
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| All your lies have turned to logic
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| And you got nothing in your pocket
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| Who? |
| You!
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| The truth is hard to find
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| When you got survival on your mind
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| If you promise to tattle I’ll bring your son
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| Back home from battle
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| And keep you floatin on your feet
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| So you feel alive but your really asleep
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| Who? |
| You!
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| You observed it from the start
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| Now you’re a million miles apart
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| As we bleed another nation
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| So you can watch you favorite station
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| Now you eyes pop out your sockets
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| Dirty hands and empty pockets
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| Who? |
| You!
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| Homemade deception now a source of pride
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| You can take all you want old lady
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| Cause god knows I’ve tried
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| Truth be known it was never shown
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| Run like hell it comes as no surprise
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| One day you will see what it feels like
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| To be free
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| Remember me when you’re safe at home
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| I’m already gone!
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| Yes sir!
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| The man said we’re gonna do it alone
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| We’re gonna give it to him til they bleed
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| Gonna laid it on 'em til they’re gone
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| Then give them everything they need!
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| Truth be shown future stays unknown
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| Give 'em hell every single time
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| One day you will see when you’re six feet down
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| Like me… remember me when you’re safe at home, yes sir…
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| I’m already gone!
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| «attentiion»
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| «fire when ready ««kill that son of a bitch»
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| «get up»
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| Get on get on get on get up!
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| Get on get on get on get up!
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| Get on get on get on get up!
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| Get on get on get on get up!
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| Get on gonna lock and load
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| Gonna give it to 'em when the’re hazy
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| Get on lay your mothers down
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| Gonna give it to em til the’re crazy
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| Truth be shown
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| The future stays unknown
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| Give 'em hell every single time
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| One day you will see
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| When you’re six feet down like me
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| Remember me when you’re safe home
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| Cause I’m already gone
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| Yes sir! |