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1803 - The year you ******* up |
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If you know so ******* much then tell me - why'd she die? |
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What use are your ******* laws |
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When life's not worth living? |
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You're a ******* symptom |
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With your words and big ideas |
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But her human cries for help |
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Fell on dead ******* ears |
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******* your life of apathy |
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I'd choose death |
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What kind of messiah would let his disciples die? |
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Some kind of mega ******* |
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No soul in the ******* machine |
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This kingdom that you built |
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With stone walls of duty |
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You didn't seem to notice Kunt |
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It's filled with ******* ghosts |
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Victory with no resistance is no victory at all |
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So we're cold in temperament |
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And to suffering indifferent? |
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Did you ever look in the ******* mirror? |
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You ******* robot ******* |
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You couldn't save her |
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And that's why I crown you King Kunt |
