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I’ve got to get something off of my chest
There’s no denying your role in this mess
You are the patron saint of double standards
Spewing out filth and meaningless words
You accuse me of corrupting your soul
When I was just filling a hole
I’ve got to get out and have some sanity
I’ve got to get out and be free
Free from your endless unhappiness
And this constant unending stress
You accuse me of corrupting your soul
When I was just filling a hole
I’ve got to get something off of my chest
There’s no denying your role in this mess
You are the patron saint of double standards
Spewing out filth and meaningless words
You accuse me of corrupting your soul
When I was just filling a hole

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from Depraved Indifference, released September 1, 2008

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