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Born into nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I was lost but never was found
I I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never it as a hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the century 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 bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long lost 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 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 and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The 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 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
From heroes and cons
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun
My generation is zero
I it as a working hero
21st century breakdown
I was lost but never was found
I I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline...
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland security could kill us all
My generaton is zero
I never it as a hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's of my mind
To the century 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 bastards of 1969...
My name is no one
The long lost 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 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 and my soul
I've my fingers
And through my teeth
The 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 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
From heroes and cons
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