Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born but the first one to run
My town was blind for refinery sun
UM DIA NORMAL
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st Century Breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th Century Deadline
TOQUES E CUMPRIMENTOS HABITUAIS
I was made of poison and blood
Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames to the tower's fall
Homeland Security could kill us all
UM INDIVÍDUO ESTRANHO
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st Century Breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th Century Deadline
UM INCIDENTE
We are the class of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the Bastards of 1969
AMEAÇA
My name is no one
The long lost son
Born of the 4th of July
Raised in an era of heroes and cons
Who left me for dead or alive
UM DISPARO
I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the status quo
UM SALTO
The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show
UMA LÁGRIMA
I swallowed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
UMA DESPEDIDA
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control
UM SINAL
I've been to the edge
And I've thrown the bouquet
Of flowers left over the grave
UMA VIDA
I sat in the waiting room
Wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day
UMA AMIZADE
I praise Liberty
The "Freedom to Obey"
Is the song that strangles me
Well , don't cross the line
UM ADEUS
Oh Dream, America dream,
I can't even sleep
From the lights early dawn
Oh Scream, America scream
Believe what you see from heroes and cons?
SILÊNCIO

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