Songtext von Birth Of The Cruel

I'm just a Judas looking for a silver line And tomorrow is still a step behind Hey, hey, drama, I'd love to be a waste of your time Oh, no, thanks so much for wasting mine, so hear me out Let's hear it for the damaged, who understands but the broken? Developed in the arms of spite I'm all fucked up and I make it look good, adrenalin sight tonight I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it Sick, sickened, sickening, I'm stricken by the fist Blessed are the fires that have burned me Listen to this, the lesson is: Never underestimate the agony Death of the fool Birth of the cruel Remember how you spent the best part of forever in a state of pure disease? It was another thing altogether to forget that you brought out the worst in me Hey, karma, you don't feel like I do You just wish you'd hate like I do We are the bitter, the maladjusted and wise, fighting off a generation too uptight We're all dressed up with nobody to kill, the rhetoric stops tonight I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it Sick, sickened, sickening, I'm stricken by the fist Blessed are the fires that have burned me Listen to this, the lesson is: Never underestimate the agony Death of the fool Birth of the cruel Now's not the time for denying, shifting the focus to scare Let's not forget we're all guilty All three dimensions polluted by earnest despair I'm overthrown I'm over your throne I'm over it