| We are the voiceless
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| Out of sight and out of mind
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| Dark places, empty faces
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| Feeding the fear generation
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| So what’s the point of
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| Running yourself to the ground?
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| When all you get is regret
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| We breed disease
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| Captive to nothing
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| We chose a life of empty streets
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| We’ll look the part but
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| Run or hide We’ll never get in line
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| We’ll take it back, take it back, take it back
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| It makes us sick
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| How relentless
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| Words meet emptiness
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| Imprisoned to contradiction
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| No one can hold us down
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| No one will keep us
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| Soldiers of collar
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| Despised thrown in the gutter
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| Cause truth is sold
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| Painted progression
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| Trading heirs for chains and conformity
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| THELIONCITYBOY:
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| Clock ticking so swiftly
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| Clear the ground cause the squad’s so tipsy
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| Try to let the world know who I am though
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| Everybody’s trying to tell me how to live so
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| One time reporting live
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| Follow me to tin hill
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| Out the block this life
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| Slaving for a good meal
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| Damn, never burning like a rear wheel
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| Truth be told, truth is I’m a big deal
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| (Stay astray)
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| Open your eyes, justify this |
| Call it out, I’m going to take it to the highest
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| Running high, hear the siren boy
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| Take a stand no, no don’t be silent boy
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| Hold up now everybody listen
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| (Run or hide)
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| Take it back now everybody listen
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| Truth be told
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| Truth is sold by suits and ties
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| They had us at our knees
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| But now they run and hide
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| False idols burn
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| This is the price they pay
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| Run or hide
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| (Take a stand no, no don’t be silent boy)
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| Take it back
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| Feeding the fear generation |