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