Letra

Uh, yeah Tell 'em how to sell it It's propaganda Don't tell me how to keep my composure It ain't over till I get me some closure Wanted dead or alive is my profile Hostile is the frame for my state of grace Severely a mental disorder Where reality is highly distorted Psychosis - weaken the mind Incline to small doses as we approach this Ever endless quest for a vengeance While those who expose and pretend this Life is just a big bowl of cherries A bunch of fairies screaming to be scary It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent Oh yeah, they're buying it Just tell them to rebel again I'm a maniac, a hard one to handle You better come packing more than a scandal Fucked over for the times I've been grateful Fucked over led to times I've been hateful Main attraction, fuck you in your pussy mouth Cum again, friend, now we got some action On and on is the name that they gave me And your misery came here to save me It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent Oh yeah, they're buying it Just tell them to rebel again It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent Fuck yeah, they're buying it Just tell them to rebel again Mommy Fuck it Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you I made you I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony and fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you I made you I made you I made you Yeah, I made you
Writer(s): William Frederick Durst, Wesley Louden Borland, Sam Rivers, Sam D. Siegler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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