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Is the end of the world
For lack of a better word,
And I leave behind
In a land of make believe
Born and raised by hypocrits
I don't care if you don't
Land of make believe
City of the dead
That don't believe in me
This town that don't exist
This is how I'm supposed to be
And mary jane
Part IV: Dearly Beloved
Get my television fix
I don't care if you don't care
Lost children with dirty faces today
Hearts recycled but never saved
I don't feel any shame
And it don't believe in me
At the center of the Earth


As far as I can tell
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
Everyone's so full of shit
END
The motto was just a lie
I don't careeeeeeeeee
I read the graffiti
On a steady diet of
In the parking lot
To alcohol and cigarettes
To find what you believe
No one ever died for my sins in hell
A living room on my private womb
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
But it only confirmed that
Part III: I don't care
To fall in love and fall in debt
From the cradle to the grave
Is to die in tragedy
Noone really seems to care
And I don't care!
I run away
We are the stories and disciples of
Signs misleading to nowhere
I can't remember a word that you were saying
And I could really careless
The space that's in between insane and insecure
At the end of another lost highway
Running away from pain
But what a shame
The center of the earth
We are the kids of war and peace
To live and not to breathe
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And there's nothing wrong with me
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
I lost my faith to this
So I run
Dearly beloved are you listening?
city of the damned
Part I
You're leaving...
The light of masochist
I don't care!
Soda pop and Ritalin
When there ain't nowhere you can go
When you've been victimized
Noone really seems to careeeeee
And I don't believe
It didn't say much
The Jesus of suburbia
While the moms and brads are away
Doing someone else's cocaine
To keep me insane
I'm the son of rage and love
It says home is where your heart is
Cause everyone's heart
And so it seemed to confess
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
and that's my best excuse
From Anaheim to the Middle East
HEY!
And I walked this line
At least the ones I got away with
This hurricane of fucking lies
Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
Doesn't beat the same
Part V: Tales of Another Broken Home
To run, to run away
From the bible of none of the above
sitting on my crucifix
But not this time
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
Tales from another broken HOME
In the bathroom stall
Part II: City of the Damned
It's beating out of time
A million and one fucking times
Ah you're leaving home...
I won't apologize