| So you said it was okay
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| To live a life full of frenzy
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| You said it was your way
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| To outsmart death and destiny
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| Hurting the innocent
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| Was a reasonable aftermath
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| By abandonin' in your trail
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| The lost
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| All you left is a garden of dust
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| All you left is a garden of dust
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| All you left is a garden of dust
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| Digging up oil and gold
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| And iron and steel and chrome
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| Harvesting fruit and seed
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| To boost envy and greed
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| Poisoning the water
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| The basins and fresh rivers
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| Feeding your power
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| By the blood of the younger
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| You said that it was ok
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| That reigning was your play
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| Said that it was your way
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| Like predator and prey
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| Crumbling down your children
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| Was a casual aftermath
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| Now home is down to rust
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| Not more than a mud path
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| Was all that worth the cost
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| My soul is a garden of dust
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| My heart is a bombshell of dust |