4.Figure A
Silent frequencies, unfulfilling prophecies
Where they come from, oh nobody knows
Line your victims up, hold your head up high
Feed them truth and watch resistance grow
If you can't hear me you're in trouble
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
Because now I know that this gonna be a part of me, a part of me
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
And I want you to know that you're not the end of me, the end of
me
Verbal execution, at your sole discretion
They don't know the things that you now know
Line your victims up, hold their heads up high
Feed them truth and watch resistance grow
What's your price this time？
Empty promises, lined in gold
Why don't you stand up and tell them the truth!
If you can't hear me, you're in trouble
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
Because now I know that this gonna be a part of me, a part of me
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
And I want you to know that you're not the end of me, the end of
me
Crawling through the woodwork, now we'll see who stays
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
Because now I know that this gonna be a part of me, a part of me
I never really wanted you to be the enemy, the enemy
And I want you to know that you're not the end of me, the end of
me
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