Wes Borland - The Propaganda lyrics

Uhh, yeah! Tell 'em how to sell it! It's Propaganda! Don't tell me how to keep my composure It ain't over till I get me some closure Wanted dead or alive is my profile Hostile is the frame for my state of grace Severely a mental disorder Where reality is highly distorted Psychosis = weaken the mind Incline to small doses as we approach this Ever endless quest for a vengeance While those who expose and pretend this Life is just a bowl of cherries A bunch of fairies screaming to be scary It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent Oh yeah they're buying it, just tell them to rebel again I'm a maniac, a hard one to handle You better come packing more than a scandal f**ed over for the times I've been grateful f**ed over led to times I've been hateful Main attraction, f** you in your p**y mouth Come again friend, now we got some action On and on is the name that they gave me And your misery came here to save me It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent Oh yeah they're buying it, just tell them to rebel again It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent f** yeah they're buying it, just tell them to rebel again (Mommy!) f** it! Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you I made you... I made you... Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you Who is phony, fading slowly? You don't owe me, but I made you I made you... I made you... I made you... Yeah, I made you