To be oppressed in the eyes of the sacred sons
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All the airs and the vacant stares
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Will never make me think that you're better than me
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You know you'll never be better than me
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Seems to me it's all about how we feel inside
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Were in conflict with our natures
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We all struggle with our pride
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Don't try to stop the world from changing
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I know it gets so much sometimes
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You feel like giving up your dreams
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So you turn it outside
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When there's no place left to hide
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[Chorus]
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When it's all said and done
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It's just another uniform
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To brace up the facade of authority
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When it's all said and done
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You're just like every one of us
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So don't pretend to be so much better than me
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You know you'll never be better than me
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Hiding out so scared of who we just might be
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When the pain's too great you've got to isolate
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Or take it all out on me
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Yeah but the badge don't make you better anyway
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And your fleeting sports elation
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Is never going to chase those fears away
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So just remember
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When there's no place left to hide
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Uniform
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Good Riddance |