| Almost every day
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| I see the same face
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| On broken picture tube
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| It fits the attitude
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| If you could see yourself
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| You put you on a shelf
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| Your verbal masturbate
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| Promise to nauseate
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| Today I'll play the part of non-parent
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| Not make a hundred rules
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| For you to know about yourself
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| Not lie and make you believe
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| What's evil is making love
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| and making friends
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| and meeting God you're own way
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| The right way
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| To see
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| To bleed
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| Cannot be taught
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| In turn
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| You're making us
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| Fucking hostile
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| We stand alone
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| The truth in right and wrong
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| The boundaries of the law
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| You seem to miss the point
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| Arresting for a joint?
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| You seem to wonder why
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| Hundreds of people die
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| You're writing tickets man
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| My mom got jumped -- they ran!
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| Now I'll play a public servant
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| To serve and protect
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| By the law and the state
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| I'd bust the punks
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| That rape steal and murder
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| And leave you be
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| If you crossed me
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| I'd shake your hand like a man
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| Not a god
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| Come meet your maker, boy
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| Some things you can't enjoy
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| Because of heaven/hell
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| A fucking wives' tale
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| They put it in your head
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| Then put you in your bed
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| He's watching say your prayers
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| Cause God is everywhere
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| Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
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| Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
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| I'd question things because I am human
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| And call NO ONE my father who's no closer that a stranger
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| I won't listen |