You Fear the Wrong Thing Baby

In the end time
 To end all end times
 Still can't keep everyone down
 Some hijackers
 Will prove the shackles
 Are wasted on the young
 So courageous
 It's highly contagious
 Who could leave them unsung
 If they're too vatic for your taste
 Or just too radical
 I don't mean maybe
 You fear the wrong thing baby
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 You may be purging
 But always re-emerging
 These weeds will soon stain the burned ground
 Without trying
 They keep multiplying
 Oh, how I long for that sound
 If they're too vatic for your taste
 Or just too dramatic
 No I don't mean maybe
 You fear the wrong thing baby
 You fear the wrong thing baby
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 How come
 You're so hung up on looking strong
 Nowadays
 Yeah you're so far gone
 You need to redefine that song