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Box City Lyrics by Pro-pain

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Contents Under Pressure by Pro-pain

Against the Grain

Man went on a mission To save the day He started a

Box City

Once there was a promise A promise made to me That if

Contents Under Pressure

This court is in session So stand erect Of generation X The case

Crush

25 bucks and a bottle of wine I crawl into a

Gunya Down

Genocide is looming out over the east So catch a ride

Odd Man Out

Stuck in a rut of a depression Infatuation, obsession Putting every emotion

Political Suicide

Well it's 6 am at the white house And the sun's

Shine

Burn the bridge And severe all ties to the right Kiss the

State Of Mind

Sold to the highest bidder How does it feel to be

The Mercy Killings

The people shouted no justice and no peace It's getting pretty

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busted out back in 82' a buncha kids with nothin to

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ground troops are chasin the whites of your eyes close all the

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crucify yourself if you can save your face justify all your wealth and

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now we've seen it all before and there will come a

they don't care what you say they don't care what you

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I can hear a voice inside it? telling me to try

Time Will Tell Lyrics

up the ante and raise some hell I'm on a quest

Against the Grain Lyrics

Man went on a mission To save the day He started a

Contents Under Pressure Lyrics

This court is in session So stand erect Of generation X The case

25 bucks and a bottle of wine I crawl into a

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Once there was a promise

A promise made to me

That if I keep working hard
Built a future with my hands
My dream would come to be

Was punctual, met demands

Then suddenly tragedy
If the system keeps fuckin' me

I'm going back to the box city

If patience is a virtue
Then I am a saint

Beaurocracy in motion
Sir

You're going to have to wait

It takes a buck to make a buck

And those with none I guess are fucked

So we were never really free

This winter is killing me
I'm trapped out here in box city

Once there was a promise A promise made to me That if I keep working hard Built a future with my hands My dream would come to be Was punctual, met demands Then suddenly tragedy If the system keeps fuckin' me I'm going back to the box city If patience is a virtue Then I am a saint Beaurocracy in motion Sir You're going to have to wait It takes a buck to make a buck And those with none I guess are fucked So we were never really free This winter is killing me I'm trapped out here in box city

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