| Crucify me for a lie
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| While You cut another line to breathe
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| Holy roller, poster child for fear and insecurity
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| Well, nothing is holy and nothing is sacred
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| They’ll cut to the bone to get under your skin
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| I’ve stolen, I’ve lied, I’ve done my time
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| But I won’t pay for your sin
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| You don’t have to bow your head in shame
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| Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way
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| Never will I bow my head in shame
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| I live this life with no regret, a lesson for you in respect
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| Sermon of hate spoken between a smile and words of piety
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| Well, I’ve got a use for you
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| It’s time we stuck the pig
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| Well, nothing is holy and nothing is sacred
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| They’ll cut to the bone to get under your skin
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| I’ve lived and died a thousand times
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| But I won’t pay for your sin
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| You don’t have to bow your head in shame
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| Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way
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| Never will I bow my head in shame
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| I live this for no one else. |
| Save your judgement for yourself
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| Teeth in my tongue for far too long
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| I’ve watched your lechery
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| So let this be your requiem…
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| When there’s no eulogy, I’ll speak
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| You don’t have to bow your head in shame
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| Cus I can see right through you and I know that you have felt that way
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| Never will I bow my head in shame
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| I live this life for no one else. |
| Save your judgement for yourself
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| I’ll never bow my head in shame |