I don't recognize this place
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This ever growing hatred
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We drag ourselves down
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There's a bad moon on the rise
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We drag ourselves down
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Now who's bound to pay the price
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Truth hurts we stick to lies
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It seems like we have a way of keeping ourselves down
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And no one's looking forward
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Everybody wants the crown
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It seems like we have a way of keeping ourselves down
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We're spitting in the wind
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And everything comes around
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And there's no lesson learned
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We keep on getting burned
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We drag ourselves down
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We keep digging our own grave
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And we just turn away
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It's just like yesterday
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| Bombshell Rocks |
