Fame – hate – pain
It all controls you
Rage – fear – blame
It satisfies you
No one really ever loved you much anyway
No one really understands so you’ll make them pay
You’re the target - They’re the meal - They’re the animal
You’re the star - You are pure - They’re the criminal
It isn’t hard – bigger than god
Filthy mind – you’re one of my kind
And I can see how it should be
We don’t belong
The kinds are all wrong
Love – trust – faith
It all escaped you
Self – lies – rage
And now this shapes you
It’s from the ID, it has come to devour you
You’re the star, no matter what they are telling you
Make them afraid and they’ll respect what you tell them to
Make them afraid and maybe one day they’ll love you, too
It isn’t hard – bigger than god
Filthy mind – you’re one of my kind
And I can see how it should be
We don’t belong
The kinds are all wrong
Writer(s): Sean Michael Brennan
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