its not our business. it is our pleasure.
find the bounty, take the treasure.
we are the hunters. shoot them down.
your words don’t mean a thing if you can’t say them proud.
scream freedom. red, white and blue. they're singing our tune.
we're red, white and bruised.
where does the line begin? and when does it end?
upper class. middle class. lower class. dead.
red, white and bruised. freedom. scream freedom.
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