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I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was bornSince the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyesThere's no way you could make all of this shit up on your ownIt could only come from the mastermind with eyesI can't believe that I've considered taking my own lifeCos I believed the lies about me were the truthIt will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been hadIt's enough to make a guy like me feel sadCos you tell me thatJesusHe hates fruit loops, son,We told you that when you were youngOr pretty much anything you want him toLike sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroosMorons who cut and lineThree-bean salad and parking finesAnd when we win this war on societyI hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll seeThe arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you doIt turns my brain to jelly every timeThe rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sickAnd I think that I might be about to commit a crimeSongtexteAnd you tell me thatJesusHe hates homos sonWe told you that when you were youngOr pretty much anything you want him toLike coco puffs, red cars and jewsPostal clerks who waste your timeWeight loss shakes, and the local newsAnd when we win the war on societyI hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll seeCos Jesus,He hates faggots, sonWe told you that when you were youngOr pretty much anyone you want him toLike niggers, spicks, redskins and kikesMen who cannot tame their wivesWeaklings, cowards, and bald dikes,And when we win the war on societyI hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see Aus Songtexte Mania