Custer (Live)

Have this one! Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da Dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da! Half alive and stark, raving free in the line front Croaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption Due to the prolific nature of this statement Listener aggression is advised It's strange, whenever I see a gun I think about just how petty you are And it blows my fucking mind Yeah, it blows my fucking mind! These days, I never seem to get enough I'm tired of this shit, I want to go up Don't waste my fucking time Don't waste my fucking time! Because anything exceptional Gets crushed by governed people With jealousy and ignorance And all that coven equals This one, it isn't special Collections made of clay I'm waiting for the punishment I know it's on my way Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck fuck me up ... Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity Somewhere on a toilet wall I read the words you form along To form a life, they're for my life And I find myself a truth Something so profound and now it's sitting there Surrounded by the damage of the state Another victim of the refuse Now I've been saying this for years But you don't comprehend it I fight hell and I fight fear Because I understand it Androgeny and insults Your choice, don't wanna be difficult You want to win the war? Know what you're fighting for Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck fuck me up ... Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity With angel eyes and demon seeds You're missing what you really need When all is said and done, you see The last man standing gets no pity (No pity) ... Cut cut cut me up and fuck fuck fuck me up ...