Lyrics:

I'm A Pop Star Threat And I'm Not Dead Yet
got A Super Dred Bet With An Angel Drug Head
like A Dead Beat Winner, I Want To Be A Sinner
an Idolized Bang For The Industry Killer
a Hideous Man That You Don't Understand
throw A Suicide Party And I'm Guaranteed To Fucking Snap
it's Evilsonic, It's Pornoholic
breakdowns, Obscenities, It's All I Wanna Be

if You're 555, Then I'm 666
if You're 555, I'm 666
(What's It Like To Be A Heretic)

everybody's So Infatuated
everybody's So Completely Sure Of What We Are
everybody Defamates From Miles Away
but Face To Face, They Haven't Got A Thing To Say
i Bleed For This And I Bleed For You
still You Look In My Face Like I'm Somebody New
toy - Nobody Wants Anything I've Got
which Is Fine, Because You're Made Of
everything - I'm - Not

if You're 555, Then I'm 666
if You're 555, I'm 666
(What's It Like To Be A Heretic)

30 Seconds, 16, 8, 4, Lemme Tell You Why
i Haven't The Slightest, I'm Teaching Your Brightest
they're Listening, Clamoring
all The Money In The World Can't Buy Me
go Ahead, Lie To Me
tell Me Again How You're Tortured
i Wanna Know How You Followed Your Orders So Well
you're Full Of Shit
you Had A Dream, But This Ain't It

if You're 555, Then I'm 666
if You're 555, I'm 666
(What's It Like To Be A Heretic