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The Famine
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The New Hell
Lyricist:Mark Anthony Garza, Andrew Haston Godwin, Nick Nowell, Jon Richardson
All quiet on the set now, put your heads back into the sand And wait to hear your name called The piss poor defense of an army of yes men Force fed a diet, born of textual corruption
Oh, the horror, a grim thing to behold Hanging by our necks from the Bible belt Let the words read, we bit the hand that feeds Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh, the horror, we did this to ourselves
So, in our scramble to avoid being the nail that is sticking out the most We seem to have left just a few things behind Our sense of decency, some pieces of James Byrd No matter what don't look them in the eyes
This is the new hell
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