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I've fought hard for my place on this rock we call home
And nobody's gonna take me outta here
At least until I've finished it all
That being all the things I've forgotten about
We've been in this place here before
And last time we were, I beat you down
You think you're gonna finish this fight
Well you're wrong

You won't get the best of me

I mistrust everything that comes out your mouth
You have a way of making it all taste the same
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me
We won't follow you on this road you're paving
Your social constructs will collapse any day now
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me

Force fed handouts, drink into oblivion
Identity destroyed when daddy lost his job again
Taught from a young age to take what you can
Now momma's begging on her death bed
Be a good man
You think you're owed something by all that you meet
And someone else should provide you with something to eat
Stripped of life by a group of men
With a gun at your parents heads
Don't obey them, then you'll be dead
That's what we call the government
Radicalized to hate
Hey girl, this cause looks great
You picket and you shout, but purpose, you live without
Free this, free that, give me, I deserve the best
But you can't take the gold when he comes for your soul

I mistrust everything that comes out your mouth
You have a way of making it all taste the same
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me
We won't follow you on this road you're paving
Your social constructs will collapse any day now
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me

Burn it all

I mistrust everything that comes out your mouth
You have a way of making it all taste the same

I mistrust everything that comes out your mouth
You have a way of making it all taste the same
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me
We won't follow you on this road you're paving
Your social constructs will collapse any day now
You think we owe you obeisance, nah man, you're wrong
I don't know why you're talking to me



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Writer(s): Kyle Yordy
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