Custer

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Rise

Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned for encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement listener aggression is advised

It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind!
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind!
These days I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I wanna go home
Don't waste my fucking time!
Don't waste my fucking time!

Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know it's on my way

Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up!
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Irreverence is my disease
It's second-hand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity

Somewhere on a toilet wall
I read the words
'You form a line to formalize the former lies.'
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound and now it's sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse

Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You wanna win the war?
Know what you're fighting for

Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up!
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut (cut), cut (cut), cut me up
And fuck (fuck), fuck (fuck), fuck me up!
Cut (cut), cut (cut), cut me up
And fuck (fuck), fuck (fuck), fuck me up!

Irreverence is my disease
It's second-hand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no pity

No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity

Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut (cut), cut (cut), cut me up
And fuck (fuck), fuck (fuck), fuck me up!
Cut (cut), cut (cut), cut me up
And fuck (fuck), fuck (fuck), fuck me up!

Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up!
Cut, cut, cut me up
And fuck, fuck, fuck me up!