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Paul Fisher

Rookie (06/03/1989)

My Hero, My Heroin


I don’t need this
I don’t need you
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload

Test tube babies
Feed us with commercials
Rely on you
You are the hero, the heroin
You are my crutches
My savior undefiled by truth

To you we look towards hope
We sacrifice children to appease you
The wrath you hold
Worse than any gods
Lean on our shoulders
Feed on our land

Look for the undying hero
The heroin on which we depend
We stand for nothing

I found a new ecstasy
I don’t need your
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload
Anymore…

Look for the new way
To justify the deeds
Plagued with death

The color green is what it’s all about
Don’t you know?
You are my hero, my heroin
I would die for the cause

I shall give my life
To smother the breath
Of those unfaithful
For, you are my hero, my heroin
I need you, I love you, I want your heroin

Turn out the lights
Don’t want to see your
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload
Anymore…

Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2008

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