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Born into nixon I was raised in hell
A the dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I made it as a working class hero
21st breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I it as a class hero
21st century breakdown
I 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 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 son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
That 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 that I to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've 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 flowers left over the grave
I sat in the room
Wasting my time
And waiting 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 dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
A the dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I made it as a working class hero
21st breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland kill us all
My generaton is zero
I it as a class hero
21st century breakdown
I 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 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 son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
That 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 that I to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've 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 flowers left over the grave
I sat in the room
Wasting my time
And waiting 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 dawn
(Oh) scream, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons
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