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Born into I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
I was made of and blood
is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland security could us all
My generaton 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 left of my mind
To the century deadline...
We are the of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The 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 worker of pride
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I to show
...
I my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for Day...
I praise liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
From and cons
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
I was made of and blood
is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland security could us all
My generaton 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 left of my mind
To the century deadline...
We are the of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The 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 worker of pride
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I to show
...
I my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for Day...
I praise liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
From and cons
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