| You call me trouble, cause I’m a rebel
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| You call me fragile, cause I’m hard to handle
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| You call me tyrant, cause I’m defiant
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| You call me lawless, to me that’s just progress
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| You call me junior, I’m the future
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| You say damaged, I’m the suture
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| You call me wicked, cause I’m persistent
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| You say goodbye, I say hello
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| I’m gonna bet that you say slow, when I say GO!
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| Standing on the backs of those who’ve fallen
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| How you feeling now?
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| You took 'em down
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| You tricked 'em good, painted their faces like a clown!
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| Your death machine is on a rampage, destroying towns!
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| With every cry of bleak despair you
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| Turn your head and clutch your crown!
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| You clutch your crown!
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| Feeding the greed, We’re all guilty of it now!
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| We’re guilty! |
| We’re guilty! |
| We’re guilty of it now!
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| We’re in the habit of climbing not looking down
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| We’re climbing! |
| We’re climbing!
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| We climb not looking down! |
| Not looking down!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story?
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| Guts and glory!
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| Predatory!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| They’re the good guys
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| With the neckties, around your eyes!
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| Sleep tight!
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| A drowning man will grasp at straws
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| A willing man drowns for a cause!
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| The blood will spill as cigars blaze
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| The great white jaws will be your cage!
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| Be your cage!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story?
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| Guts and glory!
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| Predatory!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| They’re the good guys
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| With the neckties, around your eyes!
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| Sleep tight!
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| Feeding the greed, we’re all guilty of it now!
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| We’re in the habit of climbing not looking down
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| We’re all addicted to the lies, protection for our stinging eyes
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| We all learn how to justify the damage done, stay pacified
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| Cry blasphemy, don’t speak my name
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| Law of the land will place the blame
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| And you awake in a cold sweat from stabbing wounds with bayonets!
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| Feeding the greed, We’re all guilty of it now!
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| We’re guilty! |
| We’re guilty! |
| We’re guilty of it now!
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| We’re in the habit of climbing not looking down
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| We’re climbing! |
| We’re climbing!
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| We climb not looking down! |
| Not looking down!
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| Stab the wounds with bayonets!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story?
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| Guts and glory!
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| Predatory!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| They’re the good guys
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| With the neckties, around your eyes!
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| Sleep tight!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story?
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| Guts and glory!
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| Predatory!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| They’re the good guys
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| With the neckties, around your eyes!
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| Sleep tight!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story? |
| Sleep tight!
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| Hey! |
| Hey! |
| What’s the story? |
| Sleep tight! |