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Ooh,
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ooh-ooh,
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ooh-ooh
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Born
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into
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Nixon,
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I
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was
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raised
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in
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hell
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A
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welfare
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child
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where
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the
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teamsters
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dwelled
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The
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last
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one
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born,
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and
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the
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first
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one
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to
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run
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My
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town
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was
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blind
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from
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refinery
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sun
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My
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generation
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is
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zero
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I
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never
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made
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it
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as
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a
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working
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class
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hero
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21st
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century
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breakdown
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I
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once
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was
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lost,
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but
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never
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was
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found
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I
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think
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I'm
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losing
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what's
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left
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of
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my
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mind
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Lyrics
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To
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the
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20th
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century
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deadline
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Ooh,
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ooh-ooh,
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ooh-ooh
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I
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was
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made
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of
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poison
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and
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blood
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Condemnation
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is
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what
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I
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understood
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Video
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games
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through
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the
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towers'
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fall
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Homeland
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security
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could
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kill
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us
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all
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My
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generation
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is
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zero
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I
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never
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made
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it
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as
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a
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working
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class
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hero
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21st
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century
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breakdown
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I
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once
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was
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lost,
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but
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never
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was
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found
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I
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think
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I'm
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losing
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what's
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left
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of
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my
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mind
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To
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the
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20th
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Lyrics
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century
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deadline
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We
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are
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the
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class
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of,
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the
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class
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of
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'13
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Born
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in
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the
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era
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of
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humility
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We
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are
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the
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desperate
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in
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the
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decline
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Raised
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by
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the
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bastards
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of
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1969
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My
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name
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is
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no
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one,
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the
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long
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lost
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son
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Born
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on
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the
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Fourth
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of
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July
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Raised
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through
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the
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era
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of
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heroes
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and
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cons
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That
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left
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me
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for
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dead
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or
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alive
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I
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am
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a
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nation,
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a
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worker
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of
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pride
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Lyrics
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(hey!)
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My
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debt
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to
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the
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status
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quo
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The
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scars
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on
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my
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hands
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and
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a
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means
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to
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an
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end
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It's
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all
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that
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I
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have
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to
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show
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Hey!
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Hey!
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Hey!
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I
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swallowed
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my
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pride,
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and
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I
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choked
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on
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my
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faith
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I've
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given
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my
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heart
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and
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my
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soul
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I've
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broken
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my
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fingers
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and
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lied
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through
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my
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teeth
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The
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pillar
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of
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damage
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control
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I've
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been
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to
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the
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edge,
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and
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I've
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thrown
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Lyrics
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the
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bouquet
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(hey!)
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Of
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flowers
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left
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over
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from
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the
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grave
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I've
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sat
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in
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the
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waiting
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room
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wasting
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my
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time
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And
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waiting
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for
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judgment
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day
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I
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praise
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liberty
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The
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freedom
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to
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obey
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Is
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the
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song
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that
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strangles
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me
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Well,
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don't
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cross
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the
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line
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Oh,
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dream,
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America,
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dream
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I
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can't
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even
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sleep
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From
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the
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light's
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early
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dawn
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Oh,
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scream,
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America,
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scream
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Believe
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what
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you
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see
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From
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heroes
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and
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cons
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