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Born into I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was from refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was of and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never made it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am 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 desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long son
Born on the 4th of July
in an era of and cons
That left me for or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the quo
The scars on my hands
And the to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
heroes and cons
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was from refinery sun
My is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the century deadline...
I was of and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never made it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I once was but never was found
I think I am 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 desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long son
Born on the 4th of July
in an era of and cons
That left me for or alive
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the quo
The scars on my hands
And the to an end
Is all that I have to show
...
I swalloed my pride
And I on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge
And I've the bouquet
Of flowers left the grave
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for Judgement Day...
I liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song strangles me
Well, don't the line
(Oh) dream, America dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
(Oh) scream, America scream
Believe what you see
heroes and cons
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