Where’s my crucifix? Where’re my cigarettes?
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough
Scratch test credit fraud- this hate is all I’ve got
Just feed me whiskey and you’ll feel me- the time has come
Imagine all the people belittled and abused
You want a revolution? I want the fucking truth
NO VOODOO ORDEAL CAN STOP ME NOW
I’ll tear this place apart until you give me what I want
THE LAST OF THE REAL CAN’T STOP ME NOW
I’ll tear this place apart until you give me what I want
Hundred dollar bills and quiet little kills
Think you can hold me? It’ll take an army- I’m everywhere
You press into the flesh; clich
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