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Five years ago you were safe with your TV |
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Never even though what your future might be |
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Now you're just a packrat picking through the rubble |
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Scared of your own shadow trying to hide from the trouble |
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Where is that comfort to which you were devoted? |
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Weren't you surprised when your world exploded? |
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Your hiding days are over now that we've found you |
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Resist or surrender doesn't matter we'll destroy you |
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Warlords join us or we'll blow you away |
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Maybe you got brains maybe you're ruthless |
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Maybe you're lucky and we might let you join us |
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Maybe you just got something that we need |
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Your house or your food or your guns or your body |
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Don't ask us for mercy we don't know what it means |
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The closest friend I got is my m-16 |
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We like to have fun we love to go berserk |
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Murder rape and pillage hey it's all in a days work |
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Warlords join us or we'll blow you away |
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A trail of victims a legacy of blood |
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We left the competition bleeding in the mud |
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We got the numbers we got the guns |
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And if you got more than us we know enough to run |
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Warlords join us or we'll blow you away |
