Lyrics:

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 = weakem 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 cherry's,

a bunch of fairies screaming to be scary



It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent

ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel again



I'm a maniac hard one to handle

you better come packing more than a scandal

fucked over for the times I've been grateful

FUCKED OVER LED TO TIMES I'VE BEEN HATEFUL

main attraction, fuck you in your pussy mouth

cum 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

ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel againIt's propaganda

It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent

ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel again



Who is phony and fading slowly?

you don't owe me, but I made you