| Try to pick the pieces up
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| You know there ain’t no time
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| You will be a modern slave
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| Cos you’re selling for a dime
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| Welcome to the lower race
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| You were promised to be saved
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| No one gives a fucking damn
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| As long as you are caved
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| Once you could feel how the sun’s rising here
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| Burning in hellfire is your given right tonight
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| Watching the ceremony, hide in the night
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| We are the last in line
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| Run boy run, they call you down
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| Run boy run, system shows no mercy
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| Save all those souls, save all those lives
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| Run boy run, the freedom will show how to hate
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| Hate, how to hate
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| Life is spinning you around
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| You know that you are right
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| Getting both feet on the ground, never miss a fight
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| Working hart is no disgrace, no one else around
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| Can’t you see it’s all to late
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| When you’re six feet underground
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| Once you could feel how the sun’s rising here
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| Burning in hellfire is your given right tonight
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| Watching the ceremony, hide in the night
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| We are the last in line
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| You just
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| Run boy run, they call you down
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| Run boy run, system shows no mercy
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| Save all those souls, save all those lives
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| Run boy run, the freedom will show how to hate
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| Hate, how to hate, hate, hate |