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Who’s in the corner, who’s in your head – We’re not crazy, that’s what you said
Laughter in the background, screaming in the night – Burning candles, flames in a fight
Mommy’s not happy, fighting for a smile – Daddy’s not around, been gone for a while
Jr’s in his room with a gun to his head – Talking to the devil who’s under his bed
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People are coming and going – Most without knowing
Why they are here today
War in Iraq – Religious attack – Where is my 401k
Look around – We’re going down – Never to return
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Before time and space – You know He was there
He gave us life – Yes, He gave us air
He gave us choices – He let us choose
John 3: 16 – Or a bottle of booze
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As your soul is leaving and you stop breathing, demons fall from the sky
You look towards heaven, like on 911, but only to ask why
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Born of Adam – We arrive in sin
No fault of our own – Inherited from men
We enter this life – With selfish desires
Hungry for power – Surrounded by liars
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Who's In Your Head
Who’s in the corner, who’s in your head – We’re not crazy, that’s what you said
Laughter in the background, screaming in the night – Burning candles, flames in a fight
Mommy’s not happy, fighting for a smile – Daddy’s not around, been gone for a while
Jr’s in his room with a gun to his head – Talking to the devil who’s under his bed
The reaper makes a promise, you know he collects – Sissy and her boyfriend are tripping on X
There’s a knock at the door and you’re coming down
The dealer brings a package and leaves with your crown
The queen of the system gets ready for her fix – Jr’s made a deal worth 666
Spirits consume all that is pure – Leaving the darkness, concealing the cure
Dysfunction is King with Pride by its side – Ruling the weak since Honor has died
From city to city and state to state – The stories the same, this is our fate
America the beautiful, the red white and blue – Has fallen from grace without a clue
Abortion, Abortion yell all of our girls – Hollister shirts and golden blond curls
Our conscience is lying and senses are dull – Our churches are empty and prisons are full
From age to age and women to child – The fruit of thy womb is born in denial
There’s no turning back for you or for me – The sins of our fathers are deep as the sea
The end is near so prepare to die – A wasted life in a blink of an eye
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