I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death is policeman Death is a priest Death is a stereo Death is T.V. Death is the devil Death is an angel Death
And I'm a black rainbow and I'm and ape of God I got a faces made for violence upon And I'm a teen distortion survived abortion A rebel from the waist
and take me Dress me up and make me Your dyin' God Now we hold the ugly head The Mary Whore is at the bed They've cast a shadow of our perfect death
My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies It didn't know what love was on that day My heart's a tiny blood clot, I picked at it It never heals it never
it up, dumb it down A good God is hard to find I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead Right now I feel I belong for the first time Multiply your death
I've got a angel in the lobby He's waiting to put me in line I won't ask forgiveness My faith has gone dry She's got [Incomprehensible] And death has
shit The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy But the death of millions is just a statistic Well I
Dear God, "Do you want to tear your knuckles down And hold yourself?" Dear God, "Can you climb up that tree Meat in the shape of a T?" Dear God, the
was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death is policeman Death is the priest Death is the stereo Death is a T.V Death is the tarot Death is an angel Death
all just sing their song We all just sing their song The valley of death we are free Your father's your prison you see The valley of death we are free
There was Christ in the metal shell There was blood on the pavement The camera will make you God That's how Jack became sainted If you die when there
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol Should I tell her that I feel this way? Father told us to be faithful I've got a crush on a pretty pistol Should
Is this what you wanted? This is what you get Turned all your lives into this shit You never accepted or treated me fair Blame me for what I believe and
Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt We are the nobodies
[Incomprehensible] My mouth was a crib and it was growin' lies I didn't know what love was on that day Heart's a tiny blood clot I picked at it It never
The Abraham Lincoln town cars arrive To dispose of our King and Queen They orchestrated dramatic new scenes For celebritarian needs When one world ends
Is this what you wanted? This is what you get. Turned all your lives into this shit. You never accepted or treated me fair Blame me for what I believe