| From the second that it came to life
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| Everything seemed fine
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| Things got ease enough for the masses
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| But the rest of us lay claim to the same old dangerous way
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| Crossing stars driving expensive cars
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| Planning our own parades
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| Champagne wishes golden dishes
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| People lining up just to scream your name
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| People living up to a standard made
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| People giving up just to give the blame
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| to the same damn people that are giving up
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| I say the same to people that are living up
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| It’s safe to say that I’m not giving it a second thought
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| Just to waste it on a pivotal moment that I’m giving up
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| Draw back the hammer and I’m swinging it up and bringing it down
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| Taking it over my shoulders as high as I can and bringing it down
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| Checking for anything left and if I see breath I’m bringing it down
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| All back to back and then I’m packing up
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| Not looking for a handout gonna be out the door
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| And that’s how it’s gonna pan out
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| And you’ll watch your bellies go hollow
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| When you have no one to follow
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| The dividing occupation of
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| The binding separation of
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| This generation of idiots
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| generation of idiots, generation of idiots
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| There wasn’t a better idea left to right the righteous
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| left among the rest of us, God damn
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| That was a lot to be said
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| I’m gonna put this to bed until it never wakes again
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| There isn’t a better addiction than letting it out
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| Without a filter attached to the mouth
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| I got 99,000 problems with their very own problems
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| Once upon a time people talked to people,
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| people didn’t text, what’s coming next?
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| Just food and sex, sleep repeat, food and sex
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| Follow me 3 simple steps, you want it so damn easy
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| Want it handed to you on a golden plate
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| While the state of the world goes watergate
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| And generation idiot accumulates
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| And you’ll watch your bellies go hollow
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| When you have no one to follow
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| The dividing occupation of
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| The binding separation of
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| This generation of idiots
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| generation of idiots, generation of idiots
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| The dividing occupation of
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| The binding separation of
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| This generation of idiots
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| generation of idiots, generation of idiots
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| you have no one to follow…
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| The dividing occupation of
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| The binding separation of
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| This generation of idiots
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| generation of idiots, generation of idiots
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| you have no one to follow… |