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Hey suicide soldier
With the weight of the world on your shoulders
Has everything left you tired?
Feeling drained and uninspired?
Well, you’re just a freak
Like the res of us
Just a lonely freak
Falling out of touch
Wehn everything feels like it’s just too much (daha fazla…)

Are you vlunerable right now?
Can I own you somehow?
Do I make you feel degraded?
Like a worthless piece of meat
Bound beaten and overrated Nymphoteens silver screens
We are all just friends
Tell me I’m your sex machine
Living out your wettest dream
Making every nympho scream
Or date raping every teen
I’m your narcissistic self esteem

Are you vlunerable right now?
Can I own you somehow?
Do I make you feel degraded?
Like a worthless piece of meat
Bound beaten and overrated Nymphoteens silver screens
We are all just friends
Tell me I’m your sex machine
Living out your wettest dream
Making every nympho scream
Or date raping every teen
I’m your narcissistic self esteem

Dead presidents
Bleeding America Blue
Dead presidents
Shocking you with stun guns on the seven o’clock news
Your right hand man is sharpening his knives
Side by side
One by one
Standing in line to sedate yourself between commercial breaks
Because the psychotic hype has arrived
No one’s getting out alive

I’ve covered all my traces
And given all the facelifts
This is the black hole that I have become
You are the reason that I am so numb
I’m blowing the cover
Of a two-timing lover
This is the black hole that I have become
You are the reason that I am so numb

You need me
And I need this illusion of safety
I’m just too scared of being alone
Without you, my air supply is low
And my heart is going to explode
Feed me a steady diet of resuscitator thrusts
Look at the lonely people, decayed and feeble
And look at what it’s doing to us (daha fazla…)

This static hit the airwaves
This gimmick hit the big time
We bought these masks in California
Were thos plastic surgeons are the crime
Liars and fakers are good money makers
Two-faced, double crossed, and vacant
We started a suicide cult today
And killed ourselves for the cliche
Would you follow each other to the next big thing? Of shooting yourself in the face
Would you bleed yourself dry? Just to live out that lie? And for one empty embrace
Bulimic and hostile
Are you sedated? Are you emaciated?