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Rise Against Audience Of One

gone Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one

Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

hey, y'all wanna get them four girls over there? Them four FINE mu'fuckers, the one over there makin' her pussy jump and shit? Two pussies in one? Aaight

this paper ignites Gotta keep Trying (Keep Trying), now it's my time (Yes It's My Time) [Verse 2: Cale Sampson] (Here-Here-Here) I come again into your

against those imaginary shadows running faster and faster and faster andfaster what will be if this soap-opera is ended if the curtain is closed by the audience

' Peace to the strugglin' artists and dead one's gone, we miss 'em I promise I carry on tradition When they crown you and you rise up to your position

And mama comes in, she screams "hey you been out with that tramp again last night You know that silver-sequined arab black bitch The one that mama