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Not My Revolution
04:14
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Like a fallen angel
Like a kid in a candy store
Like a rising star
Like a piggy on the killing floor
This is a message of love
Fuck what you’ve been told
Like a nihilistic dreamer dreams nihilist dreams
Like the truth is a blindfold
If I can’t dance
It’s not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can’t sing, it ain’t my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can’t bop you gotta make me stop
If you can’t be you, you can call it off
Prick your finger, sign it off in blood
The taste of death like copper on your tongue
Like the noble born child, baptized in ancient wine
Like the chimney sweep, black lungs and twisted spine
If I can’t dance
It’s not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can’t sing, it ain’t my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can’t bop, you gotta make me stop
If I can’t be me, you can call it off
If I can’t dance
It’s not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can’t sing, it ain’t my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
I can’t stop, if I can’t bop
If I can’t be me, you can call it off
Call it off
Call it off
Call it off
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Guilty
03:49
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Guilty forever guilty
Hang my head in shame
I tore it all apart, broke my mother’s heart
I want it all, gimme the blame
You gotta live for today
Cause tomorrow is the ice age
Yesterday is a fading memory
Tomorrow is the end of days
My wandering eyes meet your clever disguise
If I could do it all again I wouldn’t
If I could live forever I wouldn’t
Guilty forever guilty
Everything’s my fault
The ocean’s rise, the president’s lies
The acid rain, and all your pain
Fired again today
Every job ends the same way
I’m disturbed I’m depressed
I’m contagious, I’m a mess
I’m deranged to think I’d slip past security
This place is a taste I don’t care to acquire
Guilty forever guilty
Lay it all at my door
You can hate me, flagellate me
I’ll always hate myself more,
You don’t stand a chance no no
If I could do it all again I wouldn’t
If I could live forever I wouldn’t
If I could fly to the moon I wouldn’t
If I could see you again I wouldn’t
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