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thumb|300px|right Born into Nixon I was raised in Hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Videogames to the tower's fall Homeland security could kill us all My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline We are the cries of the class of thirteen Born in the era of Humility We are the desperate in the decline

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  • 21st Century Breakdown (Song)
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  • thumb|300px|right Born into Nixon I was raised in Hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Videogames to the tower's fall Homeland security could kill us all My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline We are the cries of the class of thirteen Born in the era of Humility We are the desperate in the decline
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  • thumb|300px|right Born into Nixon I was raised in Hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Videogames to the tower's fall Homeland security could kill us all My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline We are the cries of the class of thirteen Born in the era of Humility We are the desperate in the decline Raised by the bastards of 1969 My name is No One, the long lost son Born on the 4th of July Raised in the era of Heroes and Cons That left me for dead or alive I am a nation, a worker of pride My debt to the status quo The scars on my hands and the means to an end It's all that I have to show I swallowed my pride And I choked on my faith, I've given my heart and my soul I've broken my fingers And lied through my teeth, The pillar of damage control I've been to the edge And I've thrown the bonquet Of flowers left over the grave I sat in the waiting room Wasting my time And waiting for judgement day I praise Liberty "The freedom to obey" Is the song that strangles me Well don't cross the line Oh dream, America Dream I can't even sleep From the Light's Early Dawn Oh scream, America scream Believe what you see From heroes and cons
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