Lyrics:

Tell 'em how to sell it.It's Propaganda
Don't tell me how to keep my composure
It ain't over till I get me some closure
Wanted dead or alive is my profile
Hostile is the frame for my state of grace
Severely a mental disorder where reality is highly distorted
psychosis = weakem the mind
incline to small doses as
we approach this
ever endless quest for a vengeance
while those who expose and pretend this
Life is just a bowl of cherry's,
a bunch of fairies screaming to be scary

It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent
ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel again

I'm a maniac hard one to handle
you better come packing more than a scandal
fucked over for the times I've been grateful
FUCKED OVER LED TO TIMES I'VE BEEN HATEFUL
main attraction, fuck you in your pussy mouth
cum again friend now we got some action
on and on is the name that they gave me
and your misery came here to save me

It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent
ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel againIt's propaganda
It's propaganda, sell it to the innocent
ah yeah they're buying it, just Show them to rebel again

Who is phony and fading slowly?
you don't owe me, but I made you