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There's a fire on the borders and it's burning down the walls you built high
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There's a steady stream of anger and it's spilling from the coasts
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A tidal wave
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And the words say we reap what we sow
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So where I bury you I'll build my home
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In line to reclaim but we're sick of the wait
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We want it all and we want it now
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Tonight I watched your fires burn out
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The cold dead hands we pried these guns from are yours, woah
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We want it all and we want it now
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A tide is coming to drown you out
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We make ourselves at home
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While your body's still warm, woah
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Go
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Tradition tethers us to rituals and are we all just clocks on the wrong times?
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And something triggers each and every time I hear you say
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"God bless this place"
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But your numbers are dwindling now
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Though endangered we'll still hunt you down
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With heads on a stake
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Long may you reign
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We want it all and we want it now
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Tonight I watched your fires burn out
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The cold dead hands we pried these guns from are yours, woah
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We want it all and we want it now
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A tide is coming to drown you out
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We make ourselves at home
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While your body's still warm, woah yeah
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There's a fire on the borders and it's burning down the walls you built high
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And there's a steady stream of anger and it's spilling from the coasts
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A tidal wave
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We want the mother fucking world
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And we want it now
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Tonight I watched your fires burn out
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The cold dead hands we pried these guns from are yours, woah yeah
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No I don't wanna wait
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I know a better way
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So step aside come on
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Or better yet just go away
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Our chance has finally come
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There might not be another one
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Now
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No we're not gonna wait
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We want it now
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Yeah, we're dousing the flames
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We want it now
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_______________________
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Name The Great Die-Off
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Artist Rise Against
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Album The Black Market
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