| Our lives run different ways
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| Through the rain I see you in the sun
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| Our star shines anyway
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| If you wish upon it we are one
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| Dog eat dog
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| Every day
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| On our fellow man we prey
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| Dog eat dog
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| To get by Hope you like my genocide
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| I find it such a shame
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| Through the pain I see things as they are
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| We’re served up on a plate
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| The pedestal is high enough to fall
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| And if in time
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| We can see the errors of our ways
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| Would anyone change it anyhow?
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| Our time is up…
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| Dog eat dog
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| Every day
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| On our fellow man we prey
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| Dog eat dog
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| To get by Hope you like my genocide
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| Dog eat dog
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| Every day
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| On our fellow man we prey
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| Dog eat dog
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| To get by Hope you like my genocide
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| I bet you’d only run,
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| If you saw what goes inside our own,
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| I bet you’d lead the way,
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| If it were up to you to decide,
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| But it’s not
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| Dog eat dog
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| Every day
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| On our fellow man we prey
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| Dog eat dog
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| To get by Hope you like my genocide
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| Dog eat dog
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| Every day
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| On our fellow man we prey
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| Dog eat dog
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| To get by Hope you like my genocide
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| Like a silver flame,
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| Like a suicide,
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| Like killing boy,
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| Music & lyrics: Dexter Holland |