I'm a fucking anti-Christ
I believe in no god and won't follow advice
You make lists and rules for you
I'm not going to change your perception of truth
I am the enemy
I believe in science over hypocrisy
Let reason and tolerance be the catalyst
we fight these battles to survive and exist

you believe what,- you want
don't shove it down our throats
your lies taste,- like poison
we're not gunna choke,
we don't wanna hear, we don't wanna hear,
all your crooked lies,
we're not gunna be, we're not gunna be,
fucking hypnotized.

I am an anarchist
'cause I got my own standards and don't value "success"
appropriated lifestyle and a higher wage
you let the world suffer while increasing your pay
We fight for one and all
Ingrained acceptance leaves invisible scars
Hunger death shelter fear guilt and regret
they pave the way to hell and then they chain us to debt

The news on your TV is a parasite you host
The corporate sponsered anchor is just a commecial ghost
Spin equals lies and they're beaming straight at you
When a lie repeats enough you'll think it is the truth

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Crooked Lies (Make Baby Jesus Cry) song meanings
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