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White Flag Third Strike

: Hands are strapped, my legs are bound Face is pressed against the ground Hear the sounds within the Earth It?s breeding time and hell gives birth Evil

: Kids on the street, running from heat Drinking, thrashing, think it?s neat A dancing smashing wrecking crew Is that what punk rock means to you? Men

: I told you once just leave me alone You're so hung up, your life's on the phone Get me up just to let me down Tie me up and slap me around [Bridge

learn, scribing let the letters burn Fill this space -------- then erase, all your lies 1-2-3-4, everybody's gotta score Lonely friend, come to me, sweet white

: Hey man, gimme your name I've got a mailing list I wanna put you on I said hey red, it's the end of your game I'm gonna rocket you to a golden dawn

: The sun is out, my lips are red Another town is up ahead Grab a shot and choke it down Flee from the site without a sound The dusty trail and U.S.

: I wanna be like Ace Frehley Smash my Delorean into cars And know that I?ve got so much cash I?ll never end up behind bars I?ve got my own phone in

: I?ve live in my mind I?ve walked the thin line Between your and my reality You think I?m crazy My thoughts are hazy But I?ve seen things that you only

: We?re cowboys from inner Earth Giving you a sense of worth I need a piece of pocket change When I?m riding on the range Associates of dramatic stance