| Strip a man’s nerve off serve it for breakfast
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| This is the time to be totally reckless
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| War on the muddled and the utterly feckless
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| Inaudible or pitch-corrected
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| Serve it for breakfast
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| Totally reckless
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| Utterly feckless
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| Pitch-corrected
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| I saw the void at the center of God
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| It forced itself on me to their applause
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| I laughed in its face and dove off the edge
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| To be fused in a mass with all my dead friends
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| It’s literally a form of brain washing
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| They’d literally slit your throat with your kids watching
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| Left side, right side
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| Same recruits
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| None have had a taste of the serpent’s fruit
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| Strip a man’s nerve off serve it for breakfast
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| This is the time to be totally reckless
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| War on the muddled and the utterly feckless
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| Inaudible or pitch-corrected
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| Huffing exhaust to deaden the threat is the closest to a hit that you’ll ever
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| get
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| Beta-drone sadists out to buy respect
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| Spend my days in the sticks so verklempt
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| Activism, the new pissing contest
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| Restrict my views to be strictly honest
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| Those who feel they’re just a touch off-kilter
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| Sing the damn song if you have no filter
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| Strip a man’s nerve off serve it for breakfast
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| This is the time to be totally reckless
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| War on the muddled and the utterly feckless
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| Inaudible or pitch-corrected
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| Heck yeah, I just spent three minutes whinging
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| Left inteligencia cringing
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| Red moon-face aged by a grimace
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| Vein popped forehead
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| Varicose visage
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| Wasting careers trying to earn respect?
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| I’d rather be the only band active left
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| I’ll beat this dead horse until it gets angry
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| Its death throes are going to feed my family
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| Done |