| We broke our backs just to save ourselves
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| And we don’t owe a thing to nobody else
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| Your words are ruthless, useless cadence from hell
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| So sit back, slouch your neck,
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| Before I break it with this truth I have to tell
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| So does your tongue of deceit taste so sweet?
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| We define ourselves by goals that we don’t quite reach
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| We’re not the victims of our own destinies
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| We’ve always controlled our own realities
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| And I’ve got some news for you
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| Pour out your heart and you’ll be poured into
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| Fear’s the devil’s table where he sets his tone
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| And if you let him, he will settle, come to call it his home
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| An invitation, isolation is to which you’re betrothed,
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| But to live for yourself is to die alone
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| It’s like we’ve got so much to prove
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| But as it’s written, «The righteous will never be moved»
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| Pick a direction, wherever your burrow may lie,
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| Make your name known by hatred and a picket sign
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| Reflecting hatred for misunderstanding’s sake,
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| Our faith can move the mountains built by your hate
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| I’ll stand opposing to the perversion you’ve forced to exist
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| I’ll gladly live for love, so add me to your devil’s list
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| So add me to your devil’s list
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| Stand up to their faces, but we’re not without blame
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| If we hate due to hate, then we’re one and the same
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| One and the same
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| So turn this world against us,
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| A safety for the one’s who oppose us |