Living the good life
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You're so cool
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It's easy to condemn the outside
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Nothing can hinder your crusade
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To purify the morally insane
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Thank God you're not like them
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With your hands held high
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And perfection within
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You're so much more worthy
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(You're so deserving)
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If you're so holy, take your place
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And draw the first blood from me
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When you cast that stone,
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I'll try not to see your name
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Sitting upon your judgement throne
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Awaiting the next sick arrival
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Waving your finger in the air
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Assuming everyone is unaware
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You're just as sick as the rest,
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With your backbone gone and a hole in your chest
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You perfect disaster
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(You perfect disease)
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If you're so holy, take your place
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And draw the first blood from me
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When you cast that stone,
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I'll try not to see your name
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(Your name)
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When this is over,
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And all the damage has been done
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The weak will rise (the weak will rise)
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And stand as one.
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We are the helpless
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We're growing stronger every day
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We're not alone (We're not alone)
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We're not afraid.
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If you're so holy (holy, holy),
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Take your place (your place, your place),
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And draw the first blood from me
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When you cast that stone,
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I'll try not to see your name
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(Your name)
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Perceptions
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Fades Away |