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This sickness it burns inside me. It sticks in my throat, I'm gonna choke, I cannot speak. Besides it runs the fear of the unknown. Could this be some reckoning Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' ba
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Yesterday, I was just a boy. In times of youthful hero worship. My kind have been molded. By images on the screen Brought up to emulate the big guns. Another guest on death's best show. The influ
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I jus' lie like your type. I'm telling you what you want to hear. (Or do you really take me true?). It's what you need to feel before you. Spread them legs for me Although I look your way. You st
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This sickness it burns inside me. It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke I cannot speak. Besides it runs the fear of the unknown. Could this be some reckoning. Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' ba
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I Jus' Lie like your type. I'm telling you what you want to hear. (or do you really take me true?). It's what you need to feel before you. Spread them legs for me. . Although I look your way. Y
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Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation. It seems you've had control for much too long. Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration. Can't you see the powers that be. Don't g
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Born into the middle class yeah, all you had to do was ask. And mom and dad would give you what you needed. And though I didn't know you then, I know you'll probably defend. And take the stand in t
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Well now it seems like more than silence has been broken. And I think I've figured out the dying lie. Yes the truth is that your dialect is half truth. Another conversation died alone. This is som
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Box!. Box!. Box!. The box!. . Yesterday. When I was just a boy. In days of youthful hero worship. My kind have been molded by images on the screen. Brought up to emulate the big. Guns. . J
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Well, I killed my dad. In a con gone bad. Nearly drank myself to death. But when he died he said Lou had the cake. So I caught a bus headin' west. . I saw the numbers running through a small caf
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Oh, spray the masses with gunfire. Foreign pigs will live in fear, they never learn. Light the match, flames burn higher. I need to exterminate the queers. My stomach turns Would not heed your wor
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Snot Snot. We're fittin' to take your town. You know we wear the crown. Just got to mess around. Leave your daughters and your sisters with me Down. Down for that fattest sound. We're comin' to
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Growin' up in broken homes. You find yourself at ten years old. Runnin' drag and startin' fights. But minors hide behind their rights. Start slow with beer and pot. But soon you're bored with wha
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What Growin' up in broken homes. You find yourself at ten years old. Runnin' drag and startin' fights. But minors hide behind their rights Start slow with beer and pot. But soon you're bored with
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Well, it's just another song. Talkin' about how you let them take your rights. Another redundant verse about how you refused to fight and lost. What cost? Your cause has got no champion How could y
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Well, it's just another song. Talkin' about how you let them take your rights. Another redundant verse about how you refused to fight & lost. What cost? Your cause has got no champion. How could y
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Spray the masses with gunfire. Foreign pigs will live in fear. They never learn. Light the match. Flames burn higher. I need to exterminate the queers. My stomach turns. Would not heed your wor
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Drivin' fast to live. Not to know. I got my 44. I'm tearin' up the asphalt. Drivin'. My engine just can't take much more. Tryin' to be the one(I have no idea on this one). I got to beat you dow
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Snot. We're fittin' to take your town. You know we wear the crown. Just got to mess around. Leave your daughters and your sisters with me. Down. Down for that fattest sound. We're comin' to
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Drivin' fast to live not to know. I got my forty-four. I'm tearin' up the asphalt. Drivin' my engine just can't take much more Tryin' to be the one, I got to beat you down. I gotta lead the pack.
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, and all that * you do. No one can ever lose. ('Cause we're the Snot Crew) I know you're all the same. And you're all so goddamn lame. And we ain't gonna play those games ho. Where do I begin
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Well, I killed my dad in a con gone bad. Nearly drank myself to death. But when he died he said, "Lou had the cake". So I caught a bus headin' west I saw the numbers running through a small cafe.
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