Paroles de Last of the real

Wheres my crucifix? wherere my cigarettes?
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough
Scratch test credit fraud- this hate is all ive got
Just feed me whiskey and youll feel me- the time has come
Imagine all the people belittled and abused
You want a revolution? i want the fucking truth

No voodoo ordeal can stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want
The last of the real cant stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want

Hundred dollar bills and quiet little kills
Think you can hold me? itll take an army- im everywhere
You press into the flesh; clichs are beat to death
Is this the best you can come up with? feels like despair
I made the news today- front page above the fold
You tell me god is dead- ill show you hell is cold

No voodoo ordeal can stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want
The last of the real cant stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want
Until you give me what i want
Until you give me what i want

Bow your fucking head/ desecrate your dead/ cant you see
Youre letting all the lies get in/ close your eyes for i have fucking sinned
Your talk is doubt/ remember how you wanted to be born again?
Well, you werent born for this

No voodoo ordeal can stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want
The last of the real cant stop me now
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what i want
Until you give me what i want
You cant stop me now
You cant stop me now