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Born into nixon I was in hell
A child the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never it as a working class hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I I am losing what's left of my mind
To the deadline...
I was of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
We are the class of, the of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
by the of 1969...
My is no one
The lost son
Born on the 4th of July
in an era of heroes and cons
That left me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A of pride
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
A child the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never it as a working class hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I I am losing what's left of my mind
To the deadline...
I was of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
We are the class of, the of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
by the of 1969...
My is no one
The lost son
Born on the 4th of July
in an era of heroes and cons
That left me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A of pride
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
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