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Bastards at the gate
The walls are tumbling
Your pretty plastic world is crumbling, crumbling
Turn up the stereo
This is the end now
These bastards are your only friends now.

They'll use your own self-doubt
Keep you repentant
They'll get you straightened out
They'll break and bend it
Behind that plastic prose
You use on all your friends
You're really one of those
You want to start again

Bastards at the gate
The walls are tumbling
Your pretty plastic world is crumbling, crumbling
Turn up the stereo
This is the end now
These bastards are your only friends now.

They'll talking circles now
They'll lead you nowhere
They need you broken down
Get you to go there
You're acting cool for them
This lie they made you learn
Inside it's all broken
You want to see it burn

Bastards at the gate
The walls are tumbling
Your pretty plastic world is crumbling, crumbling
Turn up the stereo
This is the end now
These bastards are your only friends now.

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