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RiseWritten signed off in the obituary |
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What happened to us? |
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Where's your anger? |
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Where's your ****ing rage? |
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Watered down senses lost |
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Lazy privileged denial and self gratified |
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A tradition passed down to our blood stained hands |
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Give in, give up |
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Contented to strive for new worthless slogans |
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We miss our potential for action and substance |
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Contended to lie in our boring vomit |
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Suggesting arrangements while others are dying |
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Stand up, fight back |
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How many starving millions |
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Have to die on our front doorsteps? |
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How many dying millions |
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Have to crawl to our front doorsteps? |
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Where's your anger? |
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Where's your ****ing rage? |
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Watered down senses lost |
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Where's your anger? |
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Where's your ****ing rage? |
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Content and corrupted, contrive and disgusting |
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Dig a hole, it's all over, forget the words |
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And good intentions unless we rise |
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Tear it down, rise |