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Lamb Of God - Again We Rise Lamb Of God - Again We Rise |
| Store-bought attitude and spit
A sugar-coated piece of s**t
An instant rebel, just add greed
Another useless commodity
Broken glass and a broken jaw
Lies are told in a southern drawl
Poor-house poverty's your schtick
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise
Rise, again we will rise
Blood and fire used to fill the night
Burnt and drowned by our very lives
You missed a sinking boat by years
Dollar signs, crocodile tears
It's over now and long has been
Those days are gone won't come again
Another name crossed off the list
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise
Rise, again we will rise
There's nothing for you to fight against
You're so unreal it's evident
You'll never be one of our kind
This ain't yours, f**k you, don't try
This ain't yours, f**k you, don't try
This bridge was burnt before you could cross
You reap the benefits of what's lost
Go home son, hang your costume up
A goddamn insult to the rest of us
A thousand-yard stare across the south
A fully belly and a lying mouth
Mamma's boy plays heretic
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise
Rise, again we will rise
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F**k you, don't even try
F**k you, your time is nigh
F**k you, I've had enough
F**k you, your time is up |
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