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I got a gun in my hand and I feel like a man
I'm the pope of my generation
I got to push over your god damn walls
I don't listen to your condemnation
Can't you see the pain that you bring
Is only the cost of everything
That you wish to stop and bring to an end
But it only makes me hate you more
Careful what you wish for
It can only bring you down
Keep your spirit on the ground
Emptiness the only sound
I know what it takes to break you
And I'll kill everything that made you
(And I know what it takes to break you down)
Take everything that you teach me
And it don't add up to a pile of shit
All the methods you use you tried to reach me
They don't matter a single bit
I'm alright inside, I'm just trying to hide
From all the propaganda you want to choke me with
Keep your face away, keep your hands away
Don't want your fingers in and out of my life
I know what it takes to break you
(I know what it takes to break you down)
And I'll kill everything that made you
(I know what it takes to break you down)
I know what it takes to break you
And I'll kill everything that made you
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