All these inanimate places feel like they're changing.
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The kids all lined up on the wall like they're ready to die.
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These arms are sending, (?) it's like they just rearrange them.
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We were caged up like animals and questioned and ready to cry!
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'Cause I was just 13 when I got my first taste of danger.
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I was standing by the church, I had a bottle and a pen in my hand.
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Oh I said "father, I'm sorry, I just don't know what to do with this anger.
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This behavior is collectible, I know this wasn't part of your plan."
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But little fucks like us, we were always receiving instruction.
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You could burn off clothes, you could wash out the ink and the dye
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But you can't look me in the eye and say you don't feel like a little destruction.
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And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die.
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And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die.
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All these days just seem like they're getting longer.
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The view from our room is a gloomy and overcast grey.
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The weakness we left behind seems to be getting stronger.
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I swear there's something in the air, and I don't know what anyone could say.
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'Cause I saw the news this morning, there was another
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Boy by the side of the road, he had a gun in his hand.
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I thought "What could you say to make it ever make sense to his mother?
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'Oh ma'am, he was excitable, we were just trying to make him a man.'"
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But the day will come when it falls like a cheap house of plastic.
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And the cards we were dealt, tossed like a storm in the sky.
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'Cause you can only lie for so long before you get something drastic
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And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die.
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And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die.
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The Kids Are Ready To Die
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The Airborne Toxic Event |