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You, you lack of devotion |
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Goddamn right, I ****ing do and it bothers you to know |
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That I don't conform like supposed to |
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There's no path up in here that we all must follow |
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'Cause it's who we are, it's what I'm |
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And what they have is nothing that we'll ever need |
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Stand up proud to scream it out |
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We're nothing like you and you're nothing like me |
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Watch the walls descending down the shape of things to come undone |
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Long time comin', how it hurts to know realizing I'm not you? |
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The blind leading blind congregation |
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All slaves to the game indifferent in mass graves |
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That's what you're tryin' to sell me? |
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Slumber at its best, matching paintings by numbers |
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No, it's not what we are, not who I am |
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And what they have is nothing that we'll ever need |
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Stand up proud to scream it out |
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I'm nothing like you and you're nothing like me |
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Watch the walls descending down the shape of things to come undone |
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Long time comin', how it hurts to know realizing I'm not you? |
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I'm not you |
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I'm not you |
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I'm not you |
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Stand up proud |
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Stand up proud |
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Stand up proud |
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Scream it out |
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Watch the walls descending down the shape of things to come undone |
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Long time comin', how it hurts to know realizing I'm not you? |
