| We are not children any more
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| The fists you made they are come bashing at your door
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| Your legacy is waiting in the wings
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| And there’s something so familiar in the hunger that we bring
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| We don’t want to be like you, don’t want to live like you
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| Learn by our own mistakes, thank you
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| Forcing time and pushing through
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| You are not our heroes anymore
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| Dim the lights the time is come
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| Into the ring the father and the son
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| Sown in sweat and passion long ago
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| And now the blood on our hands is the same as our own
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| And the man has the skill and the man has the power
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| But the boy has the will to win and so much time
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| You are not our heroes anymore
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| If you knew then what you know now to be true
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| You never would have started this whole chain we’re going through
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| And you love us now but you hate us still
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| And we hate you now but we love you still
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| You are not our heroes anymore
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| You are not my mother, you are not my father
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| You are not our heroes anymore |