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i'm nobody singing to nobody |
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so no one hears the things i say |
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i've seen what it means to be somebody |
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and i'd much rather fade away |
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we've been obstinate all along |
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we haven't given an inch |
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and when someone asks what it sounds like when you die |
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i'll tell them it sounds just like this |
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raw....... |
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take what you it is that you think you know |
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and trample it under your heels |
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no compromise no fear of death |
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this is how freedom feels |
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music is dead and you pretend it's alive |
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but we aren't living a lie |
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this is what it sounds like to embrace the truth |
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this is what it sounds like when you die |
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raw rock |