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