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Verse Aggression

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Verse. Aggression. The New Fury. Fresques. Agressió. La fúria de Nova.
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: They?ve got themselves a new spin on the story, twisted for one-sided glory. Devastation soon becoming fuel for the masses new fury. A greedy hand

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Verse. Aggression. Signals. Fresques. Agressió. Senyals.
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: So here's a story about a city with a secret Everyone one here is the life of the party And everyone who's anyone is everyone's biggest fan. If they

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Verse. Aggression. Old Guards, New Methods. Fresques. Agressió. Guàrdia Vella, els nous mètodes.
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: Standing against the odds to take back what they took. Some fight with stones, some fight with guns. But instead I choose to fight with my pen and

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Verse. Aggression. Story Of A Free Man - Chapter One: The End Of Innocence. Fresques. Agressió. Història d'un home lliure - Chapter One: The End of Innocence.
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: A concrete bed, a weathered awning made of cardboard that keeps the morning sun from his eyes. He never knew much about why his life became so hard

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Verse. Aggression. Blind Salvation. Fresques. Agressió. Cec de Salvació.
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: Thirsting for the absolute left you drunk on a quest for the truth. A newfound sense of salvation, empty in the eyes, mind on vacation. They got their

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Verse. Aggression. Earth And Stone. Fresques. Agressió. Terra i pedra.
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: Staring into the sun, his eyes tearing and burning. Thoughts of that warm day he closed up his heart to the world. Few walked beside him, many just

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Verse. Aggression. Sons And Daughters. Fresques. Agressió. Fills I Filles.
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be an object of a vision that blinds me. Aggression. I gotta break the mold. Aggression. Never let them take control. Aggression. Hands in shackles, Mind's confined to a cage. Aggression

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Verse. Aggression. Unlearn. Fresques. Agressió. Desaprendre.
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: Face down. I'm stuck inside these boundaries that were put in place to fucking quiet me...to bury me. I was given a uniform but soon learned that's

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Verse. Aggression. Story Of A Free Man - Chapter Two: The Cold Return. Fresques. Agressió. Història d'un home lliure - Capítol II: El retorn fred.
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: Dad came home in a body bag. He never had a chance to say goodbye. He was a good man - fooled to believe in a fake ideal. His veins soon pulsed with

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Verse. Aggression. Story Of A Free Man - Chapter Three: Serenity. Fresques. Agressió. Història d'un home lliure - Capítol tres: la serenitat.
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: "I'm walking away from this," he said with conviction. He walked away a new man...This is the story of a free man

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Verse. Aggression. Scream. Fresques. Agressió. Cridar.
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: Tired and beaten. Voice withering away to nothing. I'm walking in the footsteps made by those who have been defeated. I've watched men and women made

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Verse. Aggression. Suffering To Live, Scared Of Love. Fresques. Agressió. Per viure el patiment, por d'Amor.
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: Blurry visions of your past, unknown mask up ahead. Will the path we choose to take lead us to bliss, or to our certain death? So weighed down, we'

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Verse (Punk). Aggression. Blind Salvation. Veure (Punk). Agressió. Cec de Salvació.
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Thirsting for the absolute left you drunk on a quest for the truth. A newfound sense of salvation, empty in the eyes, mind on vacation. They got their

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Verse (Punk). Aggression. Earth And Stone. Veure (Punk). Agressió. Terra i pedra.
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Staring into the sun, his eyes tearing and burning. Thoughts of that warm day he closed up his heart to the world. Few walked beside him, many just

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Verse (Punk). Aggression. Old Guards, New Methods. Veure (Punk). Agressió. Guàrdia Vella, els nous mètodes.
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Standing against the odds to take back what they took. Some fight with stones, some fight with guns. But instead I choose to fight with my pen and my

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Verse (Punk). Aggression. Scream. Veure (Punk). Agressió. Cridar.
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Tired and beaten. Voice withering away to nothing. I'm walking in the footsteps made by those who have been defeated. I've watched men and women made