| The wool is falling so they can’t see
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| All that’s getting left is a false legacy
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| The ones that guided would be appalled
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| It’s like you do not even care at all
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| They break their backs to earn their keep
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| With pride their hearts hang off their sleeves
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| Aren’t these legions enough?
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| The ties that bind are slowly breaking
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| From the strain of greed fueled glory
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| If the tale was told from the other side
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| Would you buy in to a bullshit theory?
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| Make no mistake, we can’t relate
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| Make no mistake, we can’t relate
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| That vulgar taste won’t dissipate
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| Is this really what it’s become?
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| The ties that bind are slowly breaking
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| From the strain of greed fueled glory
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| If the tale was told from the other side
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| Would you buy in to a bullshit theory?
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| False legacies don’t last
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| The wool is falling so they can’t see
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| All that’s getting left behind
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| Is a false legacy |