Jughead's Revenge - Hit And Run | Текст песни

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I'm not afraid of your unjustified prudence,
I'm the product of a nugatory son.
The dropout of a school of life student,
It's a mental hit and run.

Fighting a war, a foe you can't see,
Spending beyond your chemistry.
You didn't ask to come, you were born within,
Get up and fight and revel when you win.

So what the fuck is all this intellect illusion?
They won't exceed the view they're looking down.
The hypocrites in no discretion...

So take all your fake insistence,
You have your own consequence.
Rise with your own resistance,
Be sorry when you're dead,
What matters in the end?

So take all your fake insistence,
You have your own consequence.
Rise with your own resistance,
Be sorry when you're dead,
What matters in the end?

I'm not afraid of your unjustified prudence,
I'm the product of a nugatory son.
The dropout of a school of life student,
It's a mental hit and run.

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