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I’m coming back
To take my throne again
It seems the earth has turned on me
And still the blood runs through the weak

Here’s to the dirty soul
Trying to fill his high
Next time you ask me for money I’ll spit in your eye
Here’s to my older friends
Who don’t know how to drive
Next time you cut me off I will slit your tire

Oh I’ve suffered long
I’ll pay my dues again
It seems the earth has turned on me
Will we never know our enemy

Here’s to the politics
Voting with no control
Who knows what side has a soul
Someone of other blood
Telling you what you need
When your leader is lost at sea

Thanks for the cigarettes
That you sell to us
Thanks for the cancer that eats our lungs
Take it upon yourself
To get what you need
You take our money feed your greed

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