Pariah from society Addicted to sobriety A product of a virgin birth, another god on earth Yes, that's your fantasy
You say that you can read my mind Be careful of what you might find You think that you can be like me and see what my eyes see But you're no friend of mine
Do you believe every word I say? Make your own truth and get out of my way I'm your pariah for your desire Ain't no messiah, just your pariah
An angel or the Antichrist A symbol of your own device Pathetic in your own sad way You're just one pill away from taking my advice
Do you believe every word I say? Make your own mind and get out of my way I'm your pariah for your desire Ain't no messiah, just your pariah
Do you believe that I'm from Heaven? That I descended from the sky? The graven image of a pseudo-icon To worship me on high?
I'm not your savior I got no wings to fly Just your pariah Don't look to me when your life is over
I'm your pariah For your desire Ain't no messiah Just your pariah
Originally posted by mmQ
Keeping the family tradition. He's probably already drunk for the day as per standard procedure for opening the shop to the public.
I want to work there. My job no longer makes it easy to be drunk on the job so I need a new one.
