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For the very day, you're the deceit and subtle liesFor the loan, you shock me solid, I burn the question, why?Why, why do you insist you persist in blasphemy on the Lord of Gods?Take your opinions and empty accusations homeAnd rot!Your world of self-poverty and nausea crimps my stomachI think I'm gonna vomitI think I once took part in the narrow-mindedness of a hardened heartWhy, why?Why do I have to pretend to be someone else's boy?Feeling like I'm not a man?You don't even understandYou have once said I'm madWho do you think I am?Cause I never let it fit in my headI have to tell youLies, lies, lies, liesMy ego knows to no solutionStill, you're a ghost to meThe bad moons are deadWho have you been mumbling and grumbling about today?Your music's fast and outspokenBut have little or nothing to sayAnd the boys from south of heavenWho knock TV preachers with every other wordCome off so concerned and charge 20 bucks for a t-shirtDeception your breath holdsHypocrisy reeks thick and boldYou don't care about anyone but yourselfCouldn't care if I rot in hellAnyone elseWhy, why?Why do I have to pretend to be someone else's boy?Feeling like I'm not a man?You don't even understandYou have once said I'm madWho do you think I am?Cause I never let it fit in my headI have to tell youLies, lies, lies, liesMy ego knows to no solutionStill, you're a ghost to meAnd the band named after the cow diseaseSo proud of your adoptionThen go ahead, cast your two cents inAnd out the fans and the Berkeley magAnd the bandwagon and the insult circuitsOf all the wrongs, you strike the rightAnd lose us to your purposeIf you're so wise and solve my troublesInstead you ask more needless questionsAnd my troubles doubleYou serve only to confuseGive us something we can useWhy, why?Why do I have to pretend to be someone else's boy?Feeling like I'm not a man?You don't even understandYou have once said I'm madWho do you think I am?Cause I never let it fit in my headI have to tell youLies, lies, lies, liesMy ego knows to no solutionStill, you're a ghost to me