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lyrics
Face red and swelling; it's all on you
And all the people in the line will point their fingers and say
"Such a good man,"
(He can do no wrong)
"And he can help us pray."
Palms all sweaty from lies all day
It's time to put your hands together while we sin again
Such a dead man...
Nobody sees his soul
He will lead the way
On your knees and I question why
You can call yourself a saint
But I know just who you are
All symptoms and that look in your eyes
You can call yourself a saint
But I know just who you are
Dirt fed lies that shoot from your mouth
And everybody in the room will hold up water with tears
Time to dry out
Nobody knows but you...
To work off all your fears
Showcase-ready with halo glow
And not a speck of dirt is showing through your shiny coat
A pristine man
Nobody cares but you...
Keeps it up for years
Never believe what you see
Never believe in me
You better button that shirt to the top
And make a strong enough noose with your tie
'Cause if they knew what you really were
You don't think that they would help you die?
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