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Like a song I have to singI sing it for you.Like the words I have to bringI bring it for you.And in leather, lace and chains we stake our claim.Revolution once againNo I won't, I won't wear it on my sleeve.I can see through this expression and you know I don't believe.Too old to be told, exactly who are you?Tonight, tomorrow's too late.And we love to wear a badge, a uniformAnd we love to fly a flagBut I won't let others live in hellAs we divide against each otherAnd we fight amongst ourselvesToo set in our ways to try to rearrangeToo right to be wrong, in this rebel songLet the bells ring outLet the bells ring outIs there nothing left?Is there, is there nothing?Is there nothing left?Is honesty what you want?A generation without name, ripped and tornNothing to lose, nothing to gainNothing at allAnd if you can't help yourselfWell take a look around youWhen others need your timeYou say it's time to go... it's your time.Angry words won't stop the fightTwo wrongs won't make it right.A new heart is what I need.Oh, God make it bleed.Is there nothing left?
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