| Am I sorry your sky went black,
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| Put your knives in babies backs?
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| Am I sorry you killed the kennedys and huxley too?
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| But Im sorry shakespeare
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| Was your scapegoat
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| And your apples sticking into my throat
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| Sorry your sunday smiles are rusty nails
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| And your crucifixion commercials failed
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| But Im just a pitiful anonymous
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| And I see all the young believers
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| Your target audience
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| I see all the old deceivers
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| We all just sing their song
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| Am I sorry to be alive
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| Putting my face in the beehive?
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| Am I sorry for booth and oswald, pinks and cocaine too?
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| Im sorry you never check
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| The bag in my head for a bomb
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| And my halo was a needle hole
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| Im sorry I saw a priest being beaten
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| And I made a wish
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| But Im just a pitiful anonymous
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| And I see all the young believers
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| Your target audience
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| I see all the old deceivers
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| We all just sing their song
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| We all just sing their song
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| «the valley of death we are free
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| Your fathers your prison you see»
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| And I see all the young believers
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| Your target audience
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| I see all the old deceivers
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| We all just sing their song
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| Youre just a copy of an imitation |