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Born into nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never made it as a class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland security could us all
My generaton is zero
I never it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost 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
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long 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 debt to the quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I 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 pillar of damage control
I've to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left 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 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 teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never made it as a class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland security could us all
My generaton is zero
I never it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost 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
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long 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 debt to the quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I 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 pillar of damage control
I've to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left 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 even sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
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