Freedom with a gunshot wound, you like to take it.
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Know what your pay is for, ever tasted?
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The pounding breath of war, don't you feel it?
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The hatred's turned on you. The hatred's turned on you!
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The hatred grows in you! You're a freak, just like others.
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But you are weak, to break the strings that holds you. You would like to
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have it.
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The strength to control all, don't you know it. The target is aimed at
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you. The target is aimed at you! You are the target now!
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[Chorus]
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You need to feel it, adrenaline rush of war. You need to feed it,
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the need to hate some more.
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You feel your wings are spreading out, a sense of freedom.
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You feel gods hands reaching down, you're a believer.
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Reason, Over control. Can't find you heaven, and let your har ashore.
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You like to hate us, this time you'll flood us all. We all know it.
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This time you will lose control, this time you loose it all!
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[Chorus]
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You need to feel it, adrenaline rush of war. You need to feed it,
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the need to hate some more.
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Hate Rush
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Arise |