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Negative Fool
01:33
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You're an anarchist in your fucking dreams
Why don't you tell me what it really means
Our country has problems, that we all know
If you can't cope with it, pack your shit and go
If you don't like it here, how's Russia for a while?
You'll come back here and you'll change your fucking style
If there was anarchy not much will left
Shit like anarchy would lead us up to our death
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'Till Death Do You Part
02:29
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Look at where you are now, with love ones looking out over you
Many betrayed and deceived you, many loved and cared for you
Did you not know what was there left for you to do now?
Your final destination
Your eternal recreation
Your final destination
'Till death do you part
I'm losing my mind!!!
Look back on your childhood, how screwed up it was for you
No one understood you, they didn't bother 'cause you were not straight
Thought they were your friends but they lied and cheated behind your back
Your final destination
Your eternal recreation
Your final destination
'Till death do you part
Yeah boy!
Bored and unsatisfied
Somethings missing inside of yourself
Is it because time is flying
But you're just standing still
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Supremist
01:17
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We fight for our freedom, we fight for our rights
What makes you supreme, is it 'cause you are white?
You're not better than us, nor we are than you
So change your ways and stop being a fool
Your fighting a war that you cannot win
We are the hay and you are the pin
We are nationalist and we have pride
We don't need a front in order to hide
What have you done for this country?
Have you done more than him or me?
This is America land of the free
Who belongs here is not up to you or me
Your fighting a war that you cannot win
We are the hay and you are the pin
We are nationalist and we have pride
We don't need a front in order to hide
So now that you know the truth, you will be defeated by us the youth
Wargames!
Wargames!
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In Your Place
01:07
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Just 'cause you're big and strong, gives you no right to do people wrong
If you had any sense in your head, you'll realize you're better off dead
Don't fuck with my friends or you're gonna pay, 'cause one day we will all get our way
Leave I don't ever want to see you face, If you ever come back we'll put you in your place
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Pushing Your Luck
02:25
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Fuck with me once, fucked around twice
Watch your step, you're walking on thin ice
Traitor, liar, fool
Stuck up about your looks thinking your cool.
When will it slap you in the face?
That you're an unresponsible shithead disgrace
Well, I don't like you or any of your kind
Thank god it's your life and not mine
Traitor at his best, using me as your tool
I had enough of your shit, I'm going to quit being cool
You had two chances and you blew the third
I rather not deal deal with no low life and dirt
Lost case
Lost
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7. |
Fast Lane
02:57
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I'm gonna go on a long walk
'Cause I wanna go find something to do
I don't know what to say and I don't know what to do
Don't worry about it, it's up to me not you
Maybe I don't know or I just don't care
Living a life that others won't dare
Everything's going by me much too fast
I better grab on 'cause I don't wanna be last
Sometimes it feels like I'm losing control
So I roll a bone and I gain it all back
I don't remember anything at all
'Cause I have no memory of anything at all
I don't remember anything at all
'Cause I have no memory of anything at all
Fast Lane
I'm gonna go on a long walk
'Cause I wanna go find something to do
I don't know what to say and I don't know what to do
Don't worry about it, it's up to me not you
Maybe I don't know or I just don't care
Living a life that others won't dare
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