Slit the wrist, the devil's kiss evil days it slips
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I loathe them and hate them for
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Their sickly toxic presence
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For the country I love they
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Show no god damn reverence
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No character, no pride
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A man without a sense of dignity
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Collectivist mindset, a danger to our liberty
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I feel the need to kill the seed
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To bleed the breed of this disease
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Happiness and ignorance as long
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As he can pay the rent
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Until the day that freedom's gone
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Utopian society, a welfare state for you and me
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Until the day that freedom's gone
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I smell it, I taste it
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It runs through my blood, I'm free
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I see the fear in your eyes
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I'm not afraid to bleed
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Survivalist of the apocalypse
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Fingertips my freedom grip
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Drawing Blood
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| Stuck Mojo |
