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Born into I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind 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 what's of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
is what I understood
Videogames 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 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 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 lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
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 I to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I 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 to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I praise liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
what you see
From heroes and cons
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind 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 what's of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
is what I understood
Videogames 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 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 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 lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
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 I to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I 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 to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers over the grave
I sat in the waiting room
my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I praise liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
what you see
From heroes and cons
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