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You live like a drunk
You're fat, bad and still agree
All this TV junk
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Maybe I'm sick going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell
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Come let us go to extremes
I'm not your enemy
I fan the flames of truth
Your fade and my destiny
Will change our views
But I'm hot like a rhythm beating the drums
Now I'm a rebel stick to my guns
Maybe I'm sick going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell
My revolutions shock you through the core
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Join me, I open the door
My revolutions for a modern dream
Come let us go to extremes
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