| I am the murderer, the pervert, sick to the core
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| I am the unclean dope fiend, I am the whore
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| I am the beat down, mistreated, sexually abused
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| I have violated, fornicated, and sexually used
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| I am the con artist, cold hearted, smooth preacher
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| Cash stealer, emotion bleeder, the soul leecher
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| Feed off the poor, but I’m a slave to the rich
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| I’m in depression so this reflection is making me sick
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| Are you the one that’s come to set me free?
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| Cause if you knew who I am, would you really wanna die for me?
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| They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
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| But I know this is the one and only son of god, so tell me, who the fuck is he?
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| I am fake, fraud, phony, I’m a known liar
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| Anorexic, rejected object of your desire
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| Suicidal thoughts keep one in the chamber
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| I’m a turned out streetwalking heroin banger
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| I am a secret cutter, porn lover, the town drunkard
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| Next door, neighborhood slut, I’m somebody’s mother
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| Outcasted, arrogant, bastard son
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| I’m the talk of the town but this story has just begun
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| Are you the one that’s come to set me free?
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| Cause if you knew who I am, would you really wanna die for me?
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| They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
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| But I know you are the one and only son of god, but tell me, who the fuck is he?
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| So tell me
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| So tell me!
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| And now it’s spreading like a deadly disease
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| And now it’s spreading like a deadly disease
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| And now it’s spreading like a deadly disease
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| But I won’t let you bury me!
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| Woo!
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| I am
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| I am what you’ve reaped, I am what you’ve sewed
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| I am that guy talking to himself, I am alone
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| I’m the forgotten child, ravaged and raped through sex traffic
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| Since I’m a little strange, my daddy called me a faggot
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| I am insecure, immature, even I disgust me
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| In denial, pill poppin', prescription junkie
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| Are you the one that’s come to set me free?
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| Cause if you knew who I am, would you really wanna die for me?
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| They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
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| But I know you are the one and only son of god, but tell me, who the fuck is he?
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| So tell me
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| I see demons, eyes bleeding, my soul impure
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| Already know that I’m diseased, but tell me what’s the cure?
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| This is me, we are him, and I am you
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| Old things pass away and all becomes new
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| This is me, we are him, and I am you
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| Old things pass away and all becomes new
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| This is me, we are him, and I am you
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| Old things pass away and all becomes new |