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Introdução:
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We were raised to be just what we are in case you didn't know
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If I offered up to you some proof would you let your anger show
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Or would you let your mind to sleep kept warm by simple novelties
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A history that's really not your own
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Is freedom just a privilege of hatred guaranteed
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Is compassion just a second thought of hope brought to it's knees
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Can dignity see fit to work past all it doesn't want to see?
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Seven guns for degradation
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Three cheers for cruel tradition
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Red, white and black eyes forever
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Somewhere south of respect tonight
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This tension's wrapped up nice and tight
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The static's felt but never makes a sound
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A man finds nothing left to eat
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And sells his body on the cheap
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As klansmen flood a conference hall downtown
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This T.V. has the answers, let fashion have your eyes
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This job is your achievement, this bible your pride
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Can dignity see fit to try and fix what it knows fear can't hide
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Seven guns for degradation
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Three cheers for cruel tradition
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Red, white and black eyes forever
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I think of a story my father told me about a fella he knew in the army
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The pentagon traded him checks for both his legs
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"Fuck the States" was the last thing father heard he had said
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Still it's said that this war was won
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Well, I refuse to be just another dead nation's bastard son
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Outro
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I have eyes that see, I have a mind that thinks
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I have a mouth that speaks and god damn it will
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Beacause I've had enough of all this shit about
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"making do" "Playing ball" "the way things are" and "dealing with it"
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Mixing pop and politics, he asks me what the use is
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I'm not into making excuses
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And I'll die the day I find I'm fucking useless