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[Johnny 3 Tears]
Change, some broken fate
Dim fucking dreams of a Hollywood cage
Perfect, picture-perfect babe
Kingdom may come but look what we made
To slaughter and fuck what comes after
The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
And what else can you take?
Your hands put together, so holy you hate
Another fucking madman
Another motherfucker with a motherfucking handgun
Come all you weak, come all you wicked
I got some heart, come and get it, bitches
[Johnny 3 Tears]
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Change, some broken fate
Dim fucking dreams of a Hollywood cage
Perfect, picture-perfect babe
Kingdom may come but look what we made
To slaughter and fuck what comes after
The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
And what else can you take?
Your hands put together, so holy you hate
Another fucking madman
Another motherfucker with a motherfucking handgun
Come all you weak, come all you wicked
I got some heart, come and get it, bitches
[Johnny 3 Tears]
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
[J-Dog]
I am a thief, and my father is a bastard
Who am I, I am you
My ego, it eats, and it needs an answer
Do or die, let the hate burn through
Take a deep breath
As you look in my soul
I'll devour your dreams
And I lived in your home
It comes from under the bed
That foul smell and hot breath
And into your head
A close relative of Death
We're coming inside
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
[J-Dog]
I am a thief, and my father is a bastard
Who am I, I am you
My ego, it eats, and it needs an answer
Do or die, let the hate burn through
Take a deep breath
As you look in my soul
I'll devour your dreams
And I lived in your home
It comes from under the bed
That foul smell and hot breath
And into your head
A close relative of Death
We're coming inside
Kill the fucking hunter, and you're killing the pride
In the tide, I'll survive
Or will the fucking world leave me buried alive?
[Johnny 3 Tears]
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
[ Johnny 3 Tears]
You will not be anything
An afterthought, a memory
You'll cut bullets when you leave
You have nightmares, I have dreams
We need Mother Mary White
Hold in breath and wait to die
In the tide, I'll survive
Or will the fucking world leave me buried alive?
[Johnny 3 Tears]
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
Everybody in the world has to fucking die!
[ Johnny 3 Tears]
You will not be anything
An afterthought, a memory
You'll cut bullets when you leave
You have nightmares, I have dreams
We need Mother Mary White
Hold in breath and wait to die
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
...in a body bag
...in a body bag
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
...in a body bag
...in a body bag
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