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I was in hell
A welfare where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind from refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I was but never was found
I I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
We are the of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
That me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My to the status quo
The on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of 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 that strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
what you see
heroes and cons
A welfare where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind from refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I was but never was found
I I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
We are the of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
That me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My to the status quo
The on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of 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 that strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
what you see
heroes and cons
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