Blame the almighty, crucify me, martyrdom all sex and fame.
Screaming, "Oh, oh my God. Oh, that's your God?"
Blindfold the firing squad.

Pay the almighty, with your body. Then you can carry on.
Screaming, "Oh no, that's wrong. You don't belong."
Stand before the firing squad.


I'm alone again.
I'm alone again.

I was fine with those poster ghosts, haunting my walls.
But now I want it all.


Want it all!

Screaming "Oh, oh my God. Oh, that's your God?"

Blindfold the firing squad.
They, the almighty, keep inviting, us to all come along.
Then they scream, "Oh, oh my God," see that you're flawed.

Take shots at the firing squad.

Seems that, I'm alone again.

You said you would give me the world.
I was fine with those poster ghosts, haunting my walls.
But now I want it all.


Want it all!


Over and over, over again.
Oh my God, is that your God?
I'm over, over, over, over it.


Soul made the devil his riches.
Because I couldn't have gotten here all by myself.


All of us paper thin, pages ripped for money.
All of us paper thin, pages ripped for money.


Seems that, I'm alone again.
You said you would give me the world.

I was fine with those poster ghosts, haunting my walls.
But now I want it all.
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Over and over, over again.
Over, over, it's over, over.

I'm over, over it, it's over, all over.