How ′bout this one?

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Dut-dat, dut-dat, dut-dat-dat-dat

Yeah!

Yeah!

Rise!

Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned

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It's strange, whenever I see a gun

I think about just how petty you are

And it blows my fucking mind

Yeah, it blows my fucking mind

These days, I never seem to get enough

I′m tired of this shit, I want to go home

Don't waste my fucking time

Don't waste my fucking time

Because anything exceptional gets crushed by common people

With jealousy and ignorance and all their common evils

This planet isn′t special, collections made of clay

I′m waiting for the punishment, I know it's on my way

So cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Irreverence is my disease

It′s secondhand, but you know me

The son of a bitch is on his knees

The last man standing gets no pity

Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words

"You form a line to formalize the former lies," and I finally saw the truth

Something so profound, and it was sitting there surrounded by

The garbage and the stains, another victim of the refuse

Now I've been saying this for years, but you don′t comprehend it

I fight hell and I fight fear because I understand it

Androgyny and insults, you try so hard to be difficult

You wanna win the war? Know what you're fighting for

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Irreverence is my disease

It′s secondhand, but you know me

The son of a bitch is on his knees

The last man standing gets no pity

With angel eyes and demon seeds

You're missing what you really need

When all is said and done, you see

The last man standing gets no pity

(No pity)

(No pity)

(No pity)

(No pity)

(No pity)

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up

Cut, cut, cut me up and fuck, fuck, fuck me up