| Die motherfuckers
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| We never want you back
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| You’re unworthy of the honor
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| That the title straight edge holds
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| Your ilk’s a dime a dozen
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| There’s no room for weaklings here
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| Through dedication to the creed
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| I live free and clear
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| Time has shown that
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| There’s no strength in numbers
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| The virtue within is all
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| That truly matters
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| My trust isn’t free
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| My trust isn’t free
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| My trust isn’t free
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| Spiteful, apathetic sellouts
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| Gag on their mocking words with time
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| Self sentenced by their debauchery
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| To suffer for their crime
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| My trust, my trust, my trust, my trust
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| My trust isn’t free anymore
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| This is the way it must be to keep it pure
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| My trust isn’t free anymore
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| This is the way it must be to keep it pure |