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see the world go by
outside the painted window
i hear the angels laughing
inside the confines of my head
blood drops hit the ground
from the open wounds i bare
i'd wash the blood away
but each drop of blood is bled for you
stand on the rising winds
fly high above the little ones
under the setting sun
each god you see is someone's own
i don't know what i need any more than you
i don't know what i need any more than you
little children and sand castles
playing god before they've realized
pushing, shoving, biting all
they're playing god just like the ones above them
inside every little mind
there breaks a little glass window
shards of broken glass lay buried
deep within my soul
worm is eaten by
snake is eaten by
bird is eaten by
cat is eaten by
dog is eaten by
bear is eaten by
man dies and is eaten by
worms...
all part of some great big puzzle
can you help me find the pieces?
on the pecking order
all part of the pecking order
playing god with the best of them
playing god?
i am god
take your place in the food chain
eat and you'll be eaten
all part of this giant puzzle
which you yourself has made
you've made your god
so you'll have someone else to blame
you've made your god
because you're too humble to take the pain
you were agnostic
until you figured it all out
you were aethiest
until you found out you could be god
a food chain based on fucking
it's the fucking order that rules!
fuck or be fucked
that's the order of it all!
naked before me
naked before me
naked before me
control me while i fuck you
naked before me
naked before me
naked before me
playing god while i fuck you
you want the power
but don't want the crucifixtion
you want the power
but don't want the crucifixtion
everyone wants to be jesus
everyone wants to be jesus
everyone wants to be jesus
everyone wants to be jesus 
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