It? as simple as fear
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As disturbing as hate
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It's as fragile as humility
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It's the way that we deal with what we truly feel about everything we see
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Rally round a cage, or act your age
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Like the old methods we scratched forever in a prison wall
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We know what we can't ignore
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But we don't seem to care at all
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Rally round a cage, and don't make a fuss
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Rally round a cage, who am I if I'm not aware that I'm one of us?
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It's a question of trust
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Rally round a cage
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Cringe at the paper then place the blame on "these days"
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As if we don't know what we've seen unless we view it on the big screen
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A price paid in full for the conscience that lied
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All the billboards in the world can't cover our eyes
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I don't understand
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Don't tread on me
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But we act like we didn't know
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Then kids shoot kids or community defies its role
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Then it's everyone's fault except for anyone we might know
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Tell me are the colors of the flag much prettier to see
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When viewed from the requisite comfort of the knees?
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We're the loyal little chorus still singing out "please"
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I can't understand
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Don't tread on me
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One little
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Two little
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Three little pink slips four
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Where family values are a value most can't afford
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Rally round a cage to the new hit songs
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Rally round a cage called "how could we be wrong"
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Rally round a cage
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C'mon do the goose step to a state-subsidized sing-along
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With one side yanking a line called damage control
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While groaning 'cause they felt that the national razor went dull
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But the other is a place we call home
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Where solidarity's seldom shown
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Where taxes paid is like a spade to a dog with a thrift store bone
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This isn't me
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It couldn't be
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This isn't me
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It will never be
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Let Them Eat Thomas Paine
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Dillinger Four |