Feeling unknown And you?re all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I?ll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test
Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere I'
your government?" "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah) The bullet: "She tells me I'm a pretty bullet I'm gonna be a star someday Mother says that we
slave to world that doesn't give a shit And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're going to scar your minds fight, fight
make us feel so hollow We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love for tomorrow We
Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use
love opened our eyes We watched the world end We have "high" places but we have no friends They told us sin's not good but we know it's great War-
Goddamn your righteous hand I eat innocent meat The housewife I will beat The prolife I will kill What you don't do I will I bash myself to sleep
She's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our
motherfuckers ready For the new shit? Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming. This is the new shit. Stand up and admit. Do we get it? No. Do we
Anything to belong Rock is deader than dead Shock is all in your head Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed So fuck all your protests and
Bonus Track I am so all American,Sell you suicide I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes I hate the hater, , I'd rape the raper I am not the
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I don't want you and I don't need you don't bother to resist, I'll beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong the weak ones are there to
On we plow The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest Try to tell me, tell me he's the best But I don't really give a good goddamn cause I
Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we
Your world is an ashtray we burn and coil like cigarettes the more you cry your ashes turn to mud it's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's feeling