| This is for the people, they want you
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| This is for the people, they want you
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| This is for the people, they want you
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| (Getting high on violence, baby)
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| President Dead is clueless
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| And he’s caught in a headlight, police-state god
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| And his skull is stained glass
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| Incubated and jet set
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| The bitter thinkers buy their tickets
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| To go find God like a piggy in a fair
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| And we don’t want to live forever
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| And we know that suffering is so much better
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| This is for the people, they want you
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| This is for the people, they want you
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| This is for the people, they want you
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| (Getting high on violence, baby)
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| Give the pills time to work
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| We all can’t be martyred in the
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| Winter of our discontent
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| (Getting high on violence, baby)
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| Every night we are nailed into place and
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| Every night we just can’t seem to
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| Ever remember the reason why
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| (Getting high on violence, baby)
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| And we don’t want to live forever
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| And we know that suffering is so much better
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| This is for the people, they want it
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| This is for the people, they want it
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| This is for the people, they want it
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| (Getting high on violence, baby)
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| And we don’t want to live forever
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| And we know that suffering is so much better
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| And we don’t want to live forever
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| And we know that suffering is so much better
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| And we don’t want to live forever
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| And we know that suffering is so much better |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song "President Dead" , by - Marilyn Manson. Song from the album Holy Wood, in the genre Индастриал