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Give me all reason
Time to stop treason
And fight our oppressors;
We're the lost fighters
The horror-bent survivors
The cap on the pressure;
Hats off to the bleeders
Not the bottom feeders
That embezzle in our funds;
Gotta feel the full pain
No matter how insane
Not one of you is a victim.

I want all life's rejects
Get them outta there
Free their minds and stop the stares;
Give me all poor people
Life is so unfair
Because we know the truth
We know no one cares.

We're so young we don't get a say
We swallow lies so that we can sleep for one night;
Break a leg, it's election day
Get a grip so we can misbehave.

So shot down no reconciliation,
Screw my life, there's no liberation,
Broken and lies and ripped turning pages,
We're on a cycle that's going through the ages.

I want to know
Where we will go
When people learn
That living burns;
Home again I'm born to die,
Don't make people quit their life,
Oh home again I'm born to die,
Oh won't you tell me when to cry?

I fell through the ground at my best friend's service,
Ditched the light and I'll never feel nervous,
What the hell is help okay for,
When no one has anything they care for?

I want to know
Where we will go
When people learn
That living burns;
Home again I'm born to die,
Don't make people quit their life,
Oh home again I'm born to die,
Oh won't you tell me when to cry?

Well modern life is destroying itself,
And I don't know what I've done with myself,
Where there's minds there's darkness taking out the light,
And modern life goes down without a fight,
No fight.

Give me all reason,
Time to stop treason
And fight our oppressors;
We're the lost fighters,
The horror bent survivors,
The cap on the pressure;
Hats off to the bleeders
Not the bottom feeders
That embezzle in our funds;
Gotta feel the full pain,
No matter how insane,
Not one of you is a victim.

I want all life's rejects,
Get them out of there,
Free their minds and stop the stares;
Give me all poor people,
Life is so unfair,
Because we know the truth
We know no one cares.

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again;

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again;

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again;

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again;

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again;

Lost, buried again
Buried again
Buried again.



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