The Threat

Words and music by Rachel Bolan and Dave "Snake Sabo Well I've been convicted with and without reason. Tarred and feathered like a piper on a killing spree. And felt the anger of generations, And been a target for the cheap shots of authority. So you think you cut me down to size? Well there's something you should realize. It's gonna take more than a break in the law, To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball. Won't beg, won't bleed. The end of sacrifice is a threat to society. Hard line, you'll see, Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society. I wasn't put here, to be treated, Like some disease you hoped would go away if left alone. Yeah you can sweep me, huh,under the carpet, But I'll still infect your need to use me, as a steppin' stone. So you think you cut me down to size? Well there's something you should realize. It's gonna take more than a break in the law, To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball. Won't beg, won't bleed. The end of sacrifice is a threat to society. Hard line, you'll see, Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society, yeah, huh! So you think you cut me down to size? Well there's something you should realize. It's gonna take more than a break in the law, To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball. Won't beg, won't bleed. The end of sacrifice is a threat to society. Hard line, you'll see, Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society. Won't beg, won't bleed. The end of sacrifice is a threat, a threat. Hard line, you'll see, Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society

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