(Dedicated to the memory of Brian Deneke) Each town has its cliques those who don't get along and then there's towns I know where certain kids just don't belong so know your rivals and watch your back 'cause no one's gonna be there when the enemy attacks Chorus: When the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war wouldn't things be different had the tables been turned? If the people won't protect you you must fend for yourself when the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war You drove right over him and then you sped away how does it feel to kill and know you didn't pay? So walk away even though a life is gone someday, you'll know the price when god repays you for your wrongs.
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