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Kill me...kill me from your perch
High atop your mountain of greed
Hidden behind your church
So just kill me
Stifle me with your love
Oh it feels so good
Just like a drug
Give me your life
Give me your soul
Fuck you
There's nothing left to fill up this hole
Hands reaching down to help me up
False rescue laughs
It's just my luck
Think for yourself
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Punk Rock is Dead 
High
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light ~ Dylan Thomas
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THE
FAV
yeah!
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