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<blockquote data-quote="faulkton" data-source="post: 2637918" data-attributes="member: 561910">Anchormen spike their bloodWear masks of mudCucumbers cut to fit their eyesAnd so no one would know how tired they&#039;ve grownOf talking and telling their liesWhile your tvs change stations scroll messagesVictims and Christians both drinking bloodAnd they pray for the destruction of all hatredMore often just those with hate for usCause it hurts when you discover one&#039;s worse and one&#039;s betterTo suffer or cause others toAnd you can live by your conscienceNow guilt is a conceptYou&#039;re no longer subscribing toThere&#039;s a virgin in my bedAnd she&#039;s taking off her dressI don&#039;t know what I am gonna doThere&#039;s a song stuck in my headAnd I can&#039;t help singing itOh how I hope my singing pleases youCause this is not who I&#039;ve becomeBut what you made me intoOh we got no health insuranceNo cellular serviceNo disease they can cureBut we need more money to burnSo each person must learn the dollar amount they are worthAnd your pills make me dizzyForgetting my bodyI watch as it walks awayAnd I just keep drinking the poisonAnd smoking the cartonsa pack and a half a daySo when time comes to claim meMy friends and my family will gather around my graveAnd they&#039;ll believe that they knew me and loved me and missed meAnd all call me by my nameSo imagine what you wantAnd then hold on to that thoughtCause that&#039;s as close as it will ever comeand believe you&#039;re where you arejust keep acting out the partbut at the end of the day the trees all get wheeled awayand you&#039;ll be standing alone in a blank blank spaceso believe you&#039;re who you areand just stay in characterbut at the end of the play the audience walks awayand you&#039;ll be shivering cold on a well lit stage.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="faulkton, post: 2637918, member: 561910"] Anchormen spike their blood Wear masks of mud Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes And so no one would know how tired they've grown Of talking and telling their lies While your tvs change stations scroll messages Victims and Christians both drinking blood And they pray for the destruction of all hatred More often just those with hate for us Cause it hurts when you discover one's worse and one's better To suffer or cause others to And you can live by your conscience Now guilt is a concept You're no longer subscribing to There's a virgin in my bed And she's taking off her dress I don't know what I am gonna do There's a song stuck in my head And I can't help singing it Oh how I hope my singing pleases you Cause this is not who I've become But what you made me into Oh we got no health insurance No cellular service No disease they can cure But we need more money to burn So each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth And your pills make me dizzy Forgetting my body I watch as it walks away And I just keep drinking the poison And smoking the cartons a pack and a half a day So when time comes to claim me My friends and my family will gather around my grave And they'll believe that they knew me and loved me and missed me And all call me by my name So imagine what you want And then hold on to that thought Cause that's as close as it will ever come and believe you're where you are just keep acting out the part but at the end of the day the trees all get wheeled away and you'll be standing alone in a blank blank space so believe you're who you are and just stay in character but at the end of the play the audience walks away and you'll be shivering cold on a well lit stage. [/QUOTE]

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