1, 2, 3, 4
Almost every day, I see the same face
On broken picture tube, it fits the attitude
If you could see yourself, you'd put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate, promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe what's evil is making love
And making friends and meeting God your own way...the right way
To see, to bleed cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
Fucking hostile
We stand alone
The truth in right and wrong, the boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point, arrested for a joint?
You seem to wonder why hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man, my mom got jumped, they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant
To serve and protect by the Law and the State
I'd bust the punks that rape steal and murder
And leave you be, if you crossed me
I'd shake your hand like a man...not a God!
To see, to bleed cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
Fucking hostile
We stand alone
Come meet your maker boy, some things you can't enjoy
Because of Heaven/Hell, a fucking wive's tale
They put it in your head, then put you in your bed
He's watching - say your prayers
'Cause God is everywhere
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human
And call no one my father who's no closer than a stranger
I won't listen!
To see, to bleed cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
Fucking, fucking, fucking
Fucking hostile
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