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There's a million filthy losers For every clean winner Illusion is sacred Truth is profane Like an unpinned grenade Unchain unleash un-control undermine Defend your ideologies Mechanical societies Paranoia vs. self-defense Suicide=murder Pornography, kitsch & firearms There's a million sorry users For every born sinner Illusion is pleasure The truth made of pain Watching history fade Unchanged untied Gun control underlined Chemical anxieties emotional amputees Fall in love at first offense Assisted murder Pornography, kitsch and firearms (Thanks to Jacqueline for these lyrics) From Letras Mania