| We’ll set their lips on fire
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| And watch the bastards burn
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| Smother them with every word we have
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| We’re like a ticking clock
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| And our hands are cut
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| Waiting for our chance to take it all
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| We won’t surrender
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| We live for tomorrow we pick ourselves up
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| We beg and we borrow we rise from the dust
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| We scream from the rooftops «we're not giving up»
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| We fight because we’re broken and we’ve had enough
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| It’s like it’s never enough
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| We’ll die before the last flood
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| Swallows you and all your shallow friends
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| We’ll watch you fall right apart
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| Then taste your cold shattered heart
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| As the world around you turns to smoke and flames
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| We won’t surrender
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| We live for tomorrow we pick ourselves up
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| We beg and we borrow we rise from the dust
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| We scream from the rooftops «we're not giving up»
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| We fight because we’re broken and we’ve had enough
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| No surrender
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| No surrender
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| No, we won’t surrender
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| No, we won’t surrender
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| We live for tomorrow we pick ourselves up
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| We beg and we borrow we rise from the dust
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| We scream from the rooftops «we're not giving up»
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| We fight because we’re broken and we’ve had enough
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| We won’t surrender
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| No, we won’t surrender |