| When all the bodies will burn
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| I’m grieving for the minds of the missed, but if you won’t miss forever,
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| then all the bodies will burn into the hands of a broken heart
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| We are the black youth, try and tear us apart
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| I don’t belong in this, this is the furthest I can get to try and deal with it
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| And after all the pain they inflict, we have no blood but we have a purpose
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| Can you feel it take, take, take?
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| All you fucking do is take, take, take
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| And the fools at the front slide their guns through the gates
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| You call this a messiah but were not broken, you’ve got problems but you won’t
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| solve them
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| Broken, like the back of the bastard youth
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| So fuck the law we wrote the order
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| We might be the gutter of society but to ourselves we have a promise to keep
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| Call us worthless, call us cheap but we know we can and we will if we’re told
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| no again
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| We should but we won’t because we’re in it for them
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| Fuck the law we wrote the order
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| Fuck the bridge because we built the borders
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| I’d rather take my life than believe
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| I’d rather rot with the answers
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| Fuck the law we wrote the order
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| Fuck the bridge because we built the borders
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| I’d rather take my life than believe
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| I’d rather rot with the answers
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| And you take, and you take, and you take
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| And you take, you always keep taking, always keep taking from me
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| Can you feel it take, take, take?
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| All you fucking do is take, take, take
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| And the fools at the front slide their guns through the gates
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| You call this a messiah, well I call it a murder
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| Can you feel it?
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| This is a personal promise, the burden upon us
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| Can you feel it?
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| This is a personal promise, the burden upon us
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| Fuck the law we wrote the order
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| Fuck the bridge because we built the borders |