I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born,
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Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes.
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There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own.
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It could only come from the mastermind of lies.
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I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life
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'Cause I believed the lies about me were the truth.
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It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realize that you've been had.
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It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad
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'Cause you tell me that
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Jesus, he hates fruit loops, son.
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We told you that when you were young.
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Or pretty much anything you want him to
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Like sitcoms, pedophiles, and kangaroos.
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Morons who cut in line,
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Three-bean salad and parking fines.
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And when we win this war on society,
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I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
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The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do--
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It turns my brain to jelly every time.
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The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick,
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And I think that I might be about to commit a crime.
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And you tell me that
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Jesus, he hates homos, son.
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We told you that when you were young.
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Or pretty much anything you want him to
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Like coco puffs, red cars, and Jews.
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Postal clerks who waste your time.
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Weight loss shakes and the local news.
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And when we win the war on society
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I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
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'Cause Jesus--
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He hates faggots, son.
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We told you that when you were young.
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Or pretty much anyone you want him to
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Like niggers, spics, redskins, and kikes.
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Men who cannot tame their wives.
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Weaklings, cowards and bull dykes.
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And when we win the war on society,
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I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see.
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Jesus Hates Faggots
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John Grant |