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Commence your cryostate self-preservation, |
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While I waste away in the landfill you've claimed before my home. |
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I would blow out my brians, I would choke my own heart, |
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To clean your soaking dust from the soles of my boots. |
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And speaking of souls, how much is left of your spiritual side, you ungrateful fucks? |
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I know you'll be dead long before I'm gone, |
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But I'll spit on your grave with every single song. |
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You better do it if it pays the rent, dick. |
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Cause you don't even know what you consider sacred anymore. |
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We're called to duty by our weapons contracts, |
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And front the bills to be locked up in a jail cell. |
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In two hundred years they'll thaw me out, |
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Pack me up and ship me off so I can fight their war. |
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I'll catch a bullet in the neck and return to the states, |
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But not before they confiscate my fucking shoes at the airport. |
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From the wolves all seated adjacent. |
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Lights out. |
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Lights out, motherfucker. |
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Can you see me? I'm coming. |
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Lock your fucking doors cause I'm bringing hell. |
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I finally found the sun tonight, |
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But she died long before we burned away the sky. |
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And years will pass us by, our truth becomes our lie. |
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We were so wrong to believe at all. |
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But now we know. |
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She'll find her way back to the light. |
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Find her way back to the light, and quietly begin again. |
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She'll sing her song again. |
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And years will pass us by, our truth becomes our lie. |
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We were so wrong to believe at all. |
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I got one more for you, |
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Clean up that fucking mess that you made in the gulf. |
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You think I'm buying this shit for nothing? |
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I need to poison myself in that ocean. |
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We got a price on our heads, so thank god for the deficit. |