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 21st Century Breakdown
 
  into Nixion I was raised in hell.
 A welfare child
 Where the  dwelled
 The last  born, The first one to run
 My  was blinded form refinery sun
 
 My  is zero
 I never made  as a working class hero
 21st century breakdown
 I was once lost but  was fround
 I think I am losing what's  of my mind
 To the  century deadline.
 
 I was made of  and blood
 condemanation is what i 
 
 Videogames of  tower's fall
 homeland security could  us all
 
  Generation is zero
 I never  it as a working class hero
 21st century breakdown
 I was once lost but never  fround
 I think  am losing what's left of my mind
 To the 20th  deadline.
 
 We are the class of '13 born in the  of humility
  are the desperate in the decline
 Raised by the  of 1969
 
 My name  no one
 The  lost son
  on the 4th of july
 Raised in the era of heroes  cons
 That left  for dead or alive
 
  am a nation
 A  of pride
 My debt  status quo
 
 The scars on  hands
 and the means to  end
 Is all  I have to show
 
 I  my pride
 and I chocked  my Faith
  given my heat and my soul
 I"ve broken  fingers
  lied though my teeth
 The  of damage control
 
  been to the edge
  i've thrown the bouqut
 Of flowers  over the grave
 I sat in the waiting 
 Wasting my time
  waiting for judgement day
 
 I praise liberty
 the  to obey
 Is  song that strangles me
 Don't  the line
 
 Dream, America Dream
 I can't even 
  the light's early dawn
 
 Scream, America scream
 Belive what  see
 From heroes  cons?