| She’s lying on the floor
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| And it’s slowly turning red
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| Not even 17
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| Thought she’d be better of dead
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| She was miss America
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| They told her she was plain
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| She took a knife to her wrist
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| And so her misery ends
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| Well thank God for pop culture and her so called friends
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| And everybody’s waiting for summer
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| Cause all our hearts are frozen to hollow stone
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| And everybody’s screaming for answers
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| Is this the liberty we were dying for?
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| United we stand alone
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| We are lost we are torn
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| Where did we go wrong?
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| When our love became war
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| United we stand alone
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| We’ve fallen so far
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| Is this the liberty we were dying for?
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| He’s lying in the street
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| And it glistens from his head
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| From the wrong side of the world
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| And just for that he bled
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| Welcome to America
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| Here we’re all equally the same
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| Says a damn racist with daddy’s guidance and guns
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| Way to raise your son number one dad
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| It should have been your blood
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| And everybody’s waiting for summer
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| Cause all our hearts are frozen to hollow stone
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| And everybody’s screaming for answers
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| Is this the liberty we were dying for?
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| United we stand alone
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| We are lost we are torn
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| Where did we go wrong?
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| When our love became war
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| United we stand alone
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| We’ve fallen so far
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| Is this the liberty we were dying for?
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| Can you breathe for us?
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| Can you bleed for us?
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| Cause if this is why we live
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| And if this is why we die
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| Then this will be the last time, the last time |