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nixon I was in hell
A welfare child the dwelled
The one born, and the first one to run
My town was refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was of and blood
is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland could kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but 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 of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of and cons
That me for 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 swalloed my pride
And I on my faith
I've given my and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The of 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 for Judgement Day...
I praise 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
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
and cons
A welfare child the dwelled
The one born, and the first one to run
My town was refinery sun
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was of and blood
is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland could kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but 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 of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of and cons
That me for 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 swalloed my pride
And I on my faith
I've given my and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The of 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 for Judgement Day...
I praise 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
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
and cons
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