you can't lift people up
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when your standing on their toes
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if you want to ease the masses
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use your tongue for something apprapoe
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otherwise save the speeches
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just because its liquid doesn't make it water
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we all know your nice house doesn't make you clean
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just because its liquid doesn't make it water
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you pushed your weight around but have you paid your dues?
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there's a threat-of a threat-of a threat-of a threat
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wave your responsibilities then wave
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their rights and wave goodbye
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ulta-violences burning everyone, outrage fatigue
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is setting in but at least I know I'm free
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just because it's liquid doesn't make it water
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pull the never ending curtain so we won't see
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there's a threat-of a threat-of a threat
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and you dispose because you are disposable, disposable
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we know all your malleable subjects
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are crumbling one by one
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crumbling one by one
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driving straight into a storm
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operation eyes closed
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with impending disaster lurking
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can you give us the old line
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you know the one
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mistakes were made
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of a threat-of a threat-of a threat
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and you, you know you dispose because you are disposable, disposable
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we know all the safe living quarters
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crumbling one by one
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crumbling one by one
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we know your motto
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bulldog more regardless
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Operation Eyes Closed
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