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Crucify me for a lie |
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While You cut another line to breathe |
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Holy roller, poster child for fear and insecurity |
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Well, nothing is holy and nothing is sacred |
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They'll cut to the bone to get under your skin |
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I've stolen, I've lied, I've done my time, |
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But I won't pay for your sin |
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You don't have to bow your head in shame |
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Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way |
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Never will I bow my head in shame |
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I live this life with no regret, a lesson for you in respect |
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Sermon of hate spoken between a smile and words of piety |
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Well, I've got a use for you |
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It's time we stuck the pig |
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Well, nothing is holy and nothing is sacred |
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They'll cut to the bone to get under your skin |
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I've lived and died a thousand times, |
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But I won't pay for your sin |
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You don't have to bow your head in shame |
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Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way |
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Never will I bow my head in shame |
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I live this for no one else. Save your judgement for yourself |
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Teeth in my tongue for far too long |
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I've watched your lechery |
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So let this be your requiem... |
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When there's no eulogy, I'll speak |
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You don't have to bow your head in shame |
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Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way |
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Never will I bow my head in shame |
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I live this life for no one else. Save your judgement for yourself. |
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I'll never bow my head in shame |
