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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 was once lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline.

I was made of posion and blood
Condemnation is what I understood

Videogames of 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 was once lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline.

We are the [cries of] the class of '13
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 status quo

The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show

I swallowed my pride
And I chocked 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 bouquet
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
Don't cross the line

Dream, American Dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn

Scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons?

Родившись в эпоху Никсона, я оказался в аду.
Благополучный ребенок на стоянке для трейлеров.
Последний родившийся и первый, кто должен сбежать,
Пока мой родной город слепнет в едком дыму...

Мое поколение - полный ноль.
И здесь вряд ли появится герой рабочего класса.

Упадок 21-го века...
Однажды потеряв, ты уже не сможешь найти.
Мне кажется, я постепенно теряю то,
Что имел к концу 20 века...

Я был сделан из яда и крови.
И всеобщее порицание - вот что я понял.
Теперь видео-игры посвящаются паднию башен,
А наши спецслужбы убивают нас всех.

Мое поколение - полный ноль.
И здесь вряд ли появится герой рабочего класса.

Упадок 21-го века...
Однажды потеряв, ты уже не сможешь найти.
Мне кажется, я постепенно теряю то,
Что имел к концу 20 века...

Сейчас мы взываем к поколению 2013 года,
Появившемуся в эпоху всеобщего подчинения.
Падение теперь уже неизбежно,
Поколение 1969 года забрало свое...

Меня зовут "Никто", и тебе знакомо это имя.
И родился я аккурат 4-го июля.
В эпоху, когда привили герои и мошенники,
И теперь я не знаю жить или умирать.

Я представитель нации
Упоенной собственной гордостью.
И я в долгах, как в шелках.
Ладони в ранах
И оставшиеся мысли -
Это все, что я могу показать.

Я проглотил свою гордость,
И загнал в силки веру.
Я отдал свои сердце и душу
Я сломал себе все пальцы...
И теперь нещадная ложь
Главный принцип моей жизни...

Я был на краю
И сложил там букет
Из цветов, что росли на могилах
И вот я сижу в комнате ожидания,
Теряю свое время,
Чтобы, наконец, встретить свой судный день...

Я восхваляю свободу - свободу подчиняться...
И эта песня душит меня,
Так что не переходи за черту...

О мечта, Американская мечта.
Я, видимо, не засну,
Рассвет наступит слишком рано...
О крик, Америка кричит,
Поэтому верь всему,
О чем говорят герои и мошенники... 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 was once lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline.

I was made of posion and blood
Condemnation is what I understood

Videogames of 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 was once lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline.

We are the [cries of] the class of '13
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 status quo

The scars on my hands
And the means to an end
Is all that I have to show

I swallowed my pride
And I chocked 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 bouquet
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
Don't cross the line

Dream, American Dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn

Scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons?

Born in the Nixon era , I was in hell.
Happy child in the parking lot for trailers.
Last born and the first who must escape
While my hometown fades in caustic smoke ...

My generation - complete zero .
And here is unlikely to appear working class hero .

The decline of the 21st century ...
Once lost , you will not be able to find .
I think I 'm losing it gradually ,
What did the end of the 20th century ...

I was made of poison and blood.
And universal condemnation - that's what I understood.
Now video games dedicated to western towers,
And our intelligence agencies are killing us all .

My generation - complete zero .
And here is unlikely to appear working class hero .

The decline of the 21st century ...
Once lost , you will not be able to find .
I think I 'm losing it gradually ,
What did the end of the 20th century ...

Now we appeal to the generation of 2013 ,
There are in the era of universal subordination.
Fall is now inevitable
Generation in 1969 to withdraw his ...

My name is "No " , and you know that name .
And I was born exactly the 4th of July .
In an era when instilled heroes and crooks
And now I do not know live or die .

I am a representative of the nation
Intoxicated by his own pride.
And I'm in debt, as in silks .
Palm wounds
And the rest of the thought -
That's all that I can show .

I swallowed my pride ,
And drove to the snare faith.
I gave my heart and soul
I broke all the fingers ...
And now lie merciless
The main principle of my life ...

I was on the edge
And there folded bouquet
Of flowers that grew on the graves
And here I am sitting in the waiting room
I lose my time
To finally meet its day of reckoning ...

I praise freedom - freedom to obey ...
And this song is choking me
So do not cross over the line ...

About a dream , American dream .
I apparently did not fall asleep ,
Dawn comes too early ...
About scream America shouts
Therefore believe everything
What do heroes and crooks ...

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