You know if you were exorcised
Demoralized. it’ll all be right.....yeah!
I’ll grab my pen and write about
Kryptonite, so you can feel all right
You can build a bomb of lies
That doesn’t hide who you are inside
You motherf**kers, it’s all about shit
The bullshit runs off your tongue like spit
The psychotropic demi-god
It seems like you’ve been industrialized
Colorblind or just sold out yeah!
I never thought it would be like this
A million screaming mouths
A million pounds of sh*t you motherf**kers
All you f**kers just waste our time
Talking heads on sticks
Sucking corporate dicks
You motherf**kers
It’s all about shit
The bullshit runs off your tongue like spit
The psychotropic demi-god
We’ll always be the same
No matter who you are
(I hate this....i hate this...i hate this...)
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