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We will all suffer together my friend. |
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Yeah, we will all suffer as one. |
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Riding a boat both leaky and putrid |
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With the smell of our rotten meat. |
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Now it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't a no shame in being a bastard. |
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Now it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't a no shame in being a bastard. |
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The bright shining path is dull and stupid. |
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The bad guys have always won. |
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A flickering dream was snuffed out |
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Long before you and I was born. |
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Now it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't a no shame in being a bastard. |
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Now it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't a no shame in being a bastard. |
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Oh, sweetness I fear our time is hopeless. |
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I fear I have forgotten hope. |
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A hollow dance, a funeral march. |
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Surely our fate is sealed... |
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So it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't ano shame in being a bastard. |
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Now it's time to leave your bastard closet. |
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There ain't ano shame in being a bastard. |
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Pacing your cage you glance at the slaves |
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And know that you, too, are one. |
