We have suffered for a long time
More than you could ever take
Day after day feeling like a bastard
In this world that wasn't made for us
Fighting every day just to survive
With no money in my pockets
With no peace in my mind
Living in the wasteland that you created
We're the bastard sons that you've left behind
We are the broken bastard kids
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