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I'm the son of and love
The Jesus of
The bible of of the above
On a diet of
Soda Pop and
No one ever for my
Sins in
As far as I can
At the ones that I got away with

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

Get my fix
Sitting on my
The room in my private womb
While the Moms and brats are
To fall in love and in debt
To alcohol and
And Jane
To me insane
Doing someone cocaine

And nothing wrong with me
is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make
That believe in me

At the of the earth
In the lot
Of the where I was taught
The was just a lie

It says is where your heart is
But what a
everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the
It's out of time

City of the
At the end of another highway
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost with dirty faces today
No one seems to care

I read the
In the bathroom
Like the holy of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to

It say much
But it only confirmed
The of the earth
Is the end of the
And I could really less

of the dead
At the end of lost highway
misleading to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with faces today
No one really to care

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

I don't

Everyone's so of shit
and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but saved
From the to the grave
We are the kids of war and
Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and of
The of suburbia

Land of believe
And it believe in me
Land of make
And I don't
And I care!

beloved are you listening?
I can't a word that you were saying
Are we or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between and insecure

Oh therapy, can you fill the void?
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, you believe

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

And I, behind
hurricane of fucking lies
And I, this line
A and one fucking times
But not time

I feel any shame
I wont
When ain't nowhere you can go
away from pain
When been victimized
Tales from another home

Oh leaving
leaving
You're
Are you home?