| They’ll lie and wait for when it all goes down the drain
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| Kill off the elders
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| We’re building superstars
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| Dead to your rights looking in
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| All of those throats liberally slit
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| Can’t get that hymn from your head
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| So do you believe this?
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| They’ll be nowhere to run but into…
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| The ground will meet us with crushing passion
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| Provokes the action to put it back together
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| So do you believe this?
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| No one to trust but your own (opinions)
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| Gives inspiration and waits for no man
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| Destroys all reason and waits for no man
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| Provokes the action
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| (The) cost of dedication and the blood and sweat you’ll give
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| Just be forever thankful to the family that you live
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| Treating (the) lives of people like trials
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| When you’re the eyes of conservative minds life gets real disappointing
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| There’s no discretion
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| And (all) these hymns and crippled anthems offer little consolation
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| We’ll do it live
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| Hymns and crippled anthems on the lips of every town
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| Learn to make an entrance and burn it to the ground
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| Hymns and crippled anthems in the hearts of every town
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| Learn to make an entrance and burn it to the ground |