Premeditated Murder
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You can have Jesus
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They can have bombs
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In hindsight we speak out
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You praise all your wrongs
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Looking out windows
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And running through halls
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If they cannot catch you
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Then the system falls
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Criticizing standout
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They can see how they feel
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At least it's not your son
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On the killing fields
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Euphemisms Breakout
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At a pace giving show
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The wheels of mass destruction
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In your head are moving so slow
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What it means you'll never know
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you're beaten and its time to go
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Premeditated Murder
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Tyrannical Leaders
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of which you're the best
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Can only be happy
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As the only one left
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Now you're knocking on my door
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Cause you killed all the rest
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Oh, the self righteous wrongness
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What a prophetic mess
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You fail to look inside
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And question what's on your mind
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The lower classes get taxed
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As their children cry
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Death machine in motion
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As the emperors dress
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The seeds of mass destruction
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Have been sown
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So take your last breath
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It's the last one you're gonna get
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Another one is on your head
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Premediated Murder
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| Pennywise |
