Lyrics of The mephistopheles of los angeles

Don't know if i can open up, i've been open enough.
Don't know if i can open up, i'm not a birthday present.
I'm aggressive aggressive, the past is over. now passive seems so pathetic.

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
And i rise to every occasion
I'm the mephistopheles of los angeles.

Don't know if i can open up, i've been open too much. double cross crossed over in my pathos.

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
And i rise to every occasion
I'm the mephistopheles of los angeles.

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
I'm feeling sown and alone like a heretic, and i'm ready to meet my maker.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
Lazarus got no dirt on me.
And i rise to every occasion
I'm the mephistopheles of los angeles.