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Fight Back Lyrics

Sick to death, I'm sick of you
Sick of me, what's left to do?
Slit your wrist, what will that prove?
One point for them, and us we lose
OPPRESSION DEPRESSION OPPRESSION
FIGHT BACK!
Everything is going bad
Kind of seems like we've been had
I've had enough, how about you?
This depression-is it through?

Are you ready to take a stand?
Make a fanzine-make a band
You're telling me you got something to say
Quit your b*******, there's a way
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