I'm an open wound
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I can feel lt In my gut
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I lie face down In my excrement and try to belly up
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Unilke a fish I can't swim against the tide
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So i keep my head above water and try to thumb a ride
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Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
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The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
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Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
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AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE
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lf i were a broken back and you were a brace
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would you let me lay down and die here or put me back in place
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Like the lamb, too submissive and nice
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you were easy prey for the wolf pack who made you pay the price
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Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall
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the rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall
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destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove
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and make war not love
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Make War (Not Love)
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| Pro-Pain |
