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I fit your picture of the one,
Coerces children into wrong.
Come kids, follow me like rats,
Listen to your piper's song.
I am the boogeyman of lies,
I am your demon in disguise.
I'll make you bad just like me,
I gave that apple to Snow White.
You wag your fingers at mine,
You can't be in the firing like.
And I'm so easy to blame,
I'm blunt as fuck and speak my mind.
How ignorance is truly bliss,
you kill your victims with a kiss.
And you will never cry,
Or see the truth you've always missed.
See the truth you've always missed.

And you're not so good, I'm not so bad.
What you think you had on me you never did.

You spit my way, your heart is cold,
You've got my face on voodoo dolls.
Like I'm the devil himself,
I'll get inside and take your souls.
I piss you off without a word,
The time you give me is absurd.
The sheeple need you back,
Go back and tell them what you've heard.
You need a scapegoat to survive,
You've got no dreams, no drive.
I've got my sights on success,
Don't need your hate to feel alive.
Backstab me, it means one thing,
You're all behind me, let that sting.
I wash my hands of you,
It's time to brush off everything.
Time to brush off everything.

You thought you'd win if you could break me, no.
I'll never cave so you can save me, oh no.
Your cascade of lies has never phased me, no no no.
The bullshit in your mind is crazy, no no no.
And you're just looking for the scapegoat.

You're just looking for the scapegoat, looking for the.

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from It All Stems From Childhood, released August 6, 2014

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THE CULT OF THE BROKEN CHILDREN.

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