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Born 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
breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I I am losing 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 in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
left me for or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, 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
breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was made of and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security kill us all
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I I am losing 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 in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The lost son
on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
left me for or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My to the status quo
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
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