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I'd rather die, than to live in this fucked world |
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Mr. President, |
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I'm not here to do your dirty work |
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Alone, I think |
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I'm fighting a losing battle |
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Worth dying, not for oil |
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No war, Amerika the brutal |
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Listen, it's a fucking joke |
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And they make you believe it, on the |
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TVThat's how they deceive you |
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I watch and |
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I listen and |
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I question their reasons |
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You know what, |
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I don't fuckin' believe em |
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No war Amerika the brutal |
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When I want to know the future |
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I look into the past, |
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I think of my best friend |
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And his stories of |
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VietnamAnd now |
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I got a cousin fighting |
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In Iraq and |
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I want her, coming back |
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I'm not afraid to speak my own mind |
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I don't use the first amendment to hide behind |
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I'm guaranteed that freedom, |
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I'm born with that right |
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And for that |
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I'm ready to fight |
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I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world |
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Fake president, |
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I'm not here to do your dirty work |
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Alone, I think, |
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I'm fighting |
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This losing battle, worth dying |
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No war, Amerika the brutal |
