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I'm the son of rage and
The Jesus of
The of none of the above
On a diet of
Soda Pop and
No one died for my
Sins in
As far as I can
At least the ones that I got away

And there's nothing with me
This is how I'm to be
In a land of make
That don't in me

Get my fix
on my crucifix
The living room in my private
While the and brats are away
To fall in and fall in debt
To and cigarettes
And Jane
To me insane
Doing someone cocaine

And there's nothing with me
This is how I'm to be
In a land of make
That believe in me

At the center of the
In the lot
Of the 7-11 where I was
The motto was a lie

It says home is where your is
But a shame
Cause everyone's
beat the same
It's beating out of

of the dead
At the end of another lost
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children dirty faces today
No one really to care

I the graffiti
In the stall
Like the holy scriptures of a mall
And so it seemed to

It didn't say
But it only confirmed
The of the earth
Is the end of the
And I really care less

of the dead
At the end of lost highway
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost with dirty faces today
No one really seems to

I care if you don't
I care if you don't
I don't if you don't care

I don't

Everyone's so full of
Born and raised by
recycled but never saved
From the to the grave
We are the of war and peace
From Anaheim to the East
We are the and disciples of
The Jesus of

Land of make
And it believe in me
of make believe
And I believe
And I care!

Dearly beloved are you
I can't remember a word that you saying
Are we or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and

Oh therapy, can you please fill the
Am I retarded or am I just
perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best

To live, and not to
Is to die, in
To run, to run
To find, what you

And I leave
hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to
This that don't exist
So I run, I run
To the lights of

And I, behind
This hurricane of lies
And I, walked line
A million and one times
But not this

I don't feel any
I apologize
When there ain't you can go
Running from pain
When you've victimized
Tales from broken home

Oh leaving
leaving
You're
Are you home?