One by one I deal with them.
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Take them by the neck.
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Drag them around kicking and screaming.
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Showing the law of cause and effect.
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Everything I feel with,
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I tuck and protect from the storm.
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And pray for the sake of the people
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who make the worst mistakes
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of their naturally born lives.
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[Chorus 1]
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Snapping bones.
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Head down and making holes.
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In the walls closing around me.
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[Chorus 2]
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Finding out I'm the enemy.
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When they're surrounding the enemy.
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You're trying to take down the enemey?
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There's going to be a war!
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I got just enough left to finish this,
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and the rest I'm going to use on your friends.
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Don't bother screaming for help.
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They left you behind to fend for yourself.
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Pattern of the mentally battered individual.
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Matter that eventually shattered any principle.
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Rather than barely getting by on just the minimum,
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my decision is to take on the best.
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[Chorus 1 and 2]
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Walking away from me is not and option anymore.
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[Chorus 2]
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There's Going To Be A War!
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| Nonpoint |
