(Hetfield / Ulrich)
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Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
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Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
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Never begins it, never, but once engaged
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Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage
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Don't tread on me
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So be it
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Threaten no more
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To secure peace is to prepare for war
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So be it
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Settle the score
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Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore
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Don't tread on me
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Love it or live it, she with the deadly bite
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Quick is the blue tongue, forked as the lighting strike
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Shining with brightness, always on surveillance
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The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance
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Don't tread on me
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So be it
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Threaten no more
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To secure peace is to prepare for war
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So be it
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Settle the score
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Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore
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Don't tread on me
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So be it
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Threaten no more
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To secure peace is to prepare for war
|
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Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
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Once you provoke her, rattling
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of her tail
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So be it
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Threaten no more
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To secure peace is to prepare for war
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So be it
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Settle the score
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Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore
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Don't tread on me
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Don't Tread On Me
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| Metallica |
