| It’s like a needle
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| A kind of evil
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| If you’re the devil
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| It’s very simple
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| You never needed anyone
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| You never needed anything
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| The pinnacle of ignorance
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| Epitomy of dissidence
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| Yeah, you’re faceless
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| And kind of useless
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| But that’s all pointless
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| Because I’m faithless
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| Hide away inside the dark place in my mind
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| Fear of God and will He take me home to fire
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| If you’re a monster
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| With plans to murder
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| You’ll find your conflict
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| Hangs from your shoulder
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| If you feel it going limp
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| Find your God and hold your grip
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| If it starts to burn your hands
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| Ignore the pain — stick to your plans
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| You feel guilty
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| And still you’re empty
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| You define arrogance
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| Discontent and emptiness
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| Hide away inside the dark place in my mind
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| Fear of God and will He take me home to fire
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| I am the fire at your funeral
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| I am the bloody Marxist General
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| I’m the lonely rapist priest
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| And the Autocratic President
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| I’m the judge and inquisitor
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| I am the corporate funded senator
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| I am the stink, the shit, the hate
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| I am American
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| I am the atom-splitting scientist
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| And the gun-toting lunatic
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| I am the flag that contradicts
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| I am the way…
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| I am American!
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| Hide away inside the dark place in my mind
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| Fear of God and will He take me home to fire |