8...7...6...6...6...5...4...3...2...1...
I'm a pop star threat and I'm not dead yet
got a super dred bet with an angel drug head
like a dead beat winner, I wanna be a sinner
an idolized bang for the industry killer
a hideous man that you don't understand
throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to f___in snap
it evilsonic, it's p___oholic
breakdowns, obscenities, its all i wanna be

if you're 555, then I'm 666
if you're 555, I'm 666
[whats it like to be a heretic?]

eveybody's so infatuated
everybody's so completely sure of what we are
everybody defamates from miles away
but face to face
they haven't got a thing to say
i bleed for this and i bleed for you
still you look in my face like i'm somebody new
toy, nobody wants anything i've got
which is fine because you're made of everything i'm not

if you're 555, then i'm 666
if you're 555, i'm 666
[whats it like to be a heretic?]

30 seconds, 16, 8, 4, lemme tell ya why
i haven't the slightest, i'm teaching your brightest
they're listening , clamouring
all the money in the world can't buy me
go ahead, lie to me
tell me again how your tortured
i wanna know how you followed your orders so well
you're full of s___
you had a dream, but this ain't it

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