| Round and round and round it goes
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| Negative repetitive, that’s how it is
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| Over and over and over and over again
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| Negative repetitive, that’s how it ends
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| Our fathers fathers
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| Lived through the horrors
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| Old bones grave robbers
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| The spear in the ribcage is now the bullet in the chest
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| The dead, they don’t rest
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| There must be something in the water
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| The crusade is televised
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| The genocide is going live
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| It all goes black quicker than a flash flood
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| They’re always Hungry for blood
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| Round and round and round it goes
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| Negative repetitive, that’s how it is
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| Over and over and over and over again
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| Negative repetitive, that’s how it ends
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| Our fathers fathers
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| Hand me downs
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| The clip for the rounds
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| Just squeeze, don’t choke
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| The future weeps in the shadow of the gun smoke
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| There must be something in the water
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| Over and over and over and over again
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| Violent men meet violent ends
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| It’s the same shit I heard back in 96
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| You can’t teach an old dog new tricks
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| Decades later I’ve seen the worlds true view
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| Fox News is gonna flex and cast their image in you
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| Share holders gonna flex and try to annex the truth
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| Apple bought the fantasy, the piles of eyes
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| On the line, new thrill ride, trials and lies
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| And while we sit there and eat up the words from their mouths
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| They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south
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| They’re always hungry for blood
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| Red rivers run to the roots of the family trees
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| An heirloom for the centuries
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| The rotten fruit
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| The withered leaves
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| The path to death is destiny
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| Must be something in the water
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| Over and over and over again
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| Violent men meet violent ends |