| Was a man of meek demeanor
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| Now he’s over the edge
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| Insincerities and deceit
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| Called off any old pledge
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| Saying one thing, doing another
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| Unacceptable, you’re not his brother
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| War drums clanging in his head
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| He’s had enough
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| Fresh out of patience
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| The end of his rope
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| No more self control
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| Lost all his hope
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| Losing the serenity, he’s going to pull the pin
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| Can’t turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin
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| You called him out, nowhere to hide
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| Accountability in the tides
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| No more talk, it’s on, he’s pulling the pin
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| Raise a plea for leniancy
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| But now it’s way to late
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| Being liars and turncoats
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| Has all but sealed their fates
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| To them he’s maniacal
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| But fear makes him happy
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| Got that metal equalizing capacity
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| Fire in this hole
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| He’s had enough
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| Fresh out of patience
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| The end of his rope
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| No more self control
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| Lost all his hope
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| No coping ability, he’s gonna pull the pin
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| Two eyes for an eye this time, he’s gonna pull the pin
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| You made him crazed, nowhere to go Explosion is the solution, is all he knows
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| No way out, it’s real, he’s pulling the pin
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| Once a peaceful man
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| Now frustrated and tired
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| Thought he was a sucker
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| Now he’s informed and defiant
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| Losing the serenity, he’s going to pull the pin
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| Can’t turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin
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| You called him out, nowhere to hide
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| Accountability in the tides
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| No more talk, it’s on, he’s pulling the pin |