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The pressure we once held, has just turned into a rumble They've got us where they want us, and you all just accept that Well don't you think its time; we started to hit back They are the enemy; they want a rope around your neck And if they will go that far, then what the fuck is next?"
i'd rather be friends with them than the fucking likes of you"
What's right for you, ain't right for everyone"