| I define your enemy, a bastard of today
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| A nature’s true obscenity, your failure on display
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| A vermin of society, a thinking whore alive
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| The sand in your machinery, the red inside your eyes
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| I, fan the flame, go against the grain
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| Rebellion!
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| So if I die, resuscitate me
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| They’ll suck me dry
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| Rebellion equals death!
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| I’m your anti-remedy, the bullet in your head
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| Dead eyes seen what I see, hurry shoot me dead
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| I’m system’s own deformity, a mishap in your scheme
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| A foul non conformity, destroyer of your dreams
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| I, I am the shame, the one without a name
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| Rebellion!
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| So if I die, resuscitate me
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| They’ll suck me dry
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| Rebellion equals death!
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| Retaliate me
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| I am insane
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| Rebellion is my name |