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Born nixon I was raised in hell
A child where the dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My is zero
I made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I made it as a class hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
We are the of, the of 13
in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
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
left me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A of pride
My to the status quo
The 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 control
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown 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 that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From and cons
A child where the dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My is zero
I made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I made it as a class hero
century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
We are the of, the of 13
in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
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
left me for dead or alive
I am a nation
A of pride
My to the status quo
The 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 control
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown 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 that strangles me
Well, don't cross the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't sleep
From the light's dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From and cons
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