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Every man lives by his own truth
Any idiot can have faith and they all do
Every man lives by his own truth
Any idiot can have faith and they all do
Awash in the filth of this ugly town
A chip on the shoulder and the worst taste in my mouth
I thought it'd ease up as I got older
But it seems the further I get the more I regret
The fashion of weakness and the blissfully ignorant
Fucking each other to death
Who's lost in the shuffle, the children of assholes
Left to inherit the mess
Fuck what's real, give me more material
Who needs art when we have all these commercials
Fuck what's real, give me more material
Who needs art when we have all these commercials
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Every man lives by his own truth
Any idiot can have faith and they all do
Every man lives by his own truth
Any idiot can have faith and they all do
It takes courage to stare into the face
Of complete meaninglessness and accept it
It takes courage to stare into the face
Of complete meaninglessness and accept it
I see a future, a future fueled by the blatant desire
To get the bad news first, can I take it all now?
Can I take it all now? Can I take it all now?
This could be my chance to be a hero
This could be my chance to be a hero
But let's get real
The fashion of weakness and the blissfully ignorant
Fucking each other to death
Who's lost in the shuffle, the children of assholes
Left to inherit the mess
- Album:
- Make War (Single)
- Dead Trees
- From First To Last
- Heroine
- Dear Diary, My Teen Agnst Has A Body Count
- Miscellaneous
- Throne To The Wolves
- Aesthetic (EP)
- Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Has a Bodycount.
- Dear Diary, My Teen Angst Has a Body Count
- Dear Diary
- Burnout 3: Takedown
- Vans Off the Wall, Volume VIII
- Summer Sampler 2005
- Machine Shop Mix Tape
- Epitaph Tour 2005
- The Best of Taste of Chaos
- Metal Hammer: June 2006
- Unsound
- Promo Only: Modern Rock Radio, August 2006