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LITTLE GODZ

de Holy Wars

I battle with a God inside my brain
A torment into taught, a school of pain
We say: Forget me not, but we still fade to dust
Compare, compare, compare, combust

Can't shake my shadow off, I'm tasting pennies
I tried to cut it out, but it won't let me
Scrolling the clutter now, a mindless tapping
I still can't seem to feel a thing

Oh, so very lonely in the crowd (in the crowd)
They all talk so loud, can't stand the sound

All these little gods
Little gods
Who's the supreme? Dirty deeds
Get down on your knees like a dog
Think you're born to be a God

I'm squawking like a bird, a mindless chatter
Pigs on the media sеll you the laughter
Spoonful of cinnamon got you to choke
Hеre comes, here comes, here comes the joke

Give me a thousand lives for all my archetypes
Show me that skeleton, dig up the bones you hide
They'll build a statue for you only to tear it down
How far we've come to die alone

Bury my head deep into the ground (underground)
They all talk so loud about themselves

All these little gods
Little gods
(All you little gods)
Who's the supreme? Dirty deeds
Get down on your knees like a dog
Think you're born to be a God

Born, born, born, born to be
Are you born to be, born to be a God?
Little gods

All these little gods
Who's the supreme? Dirty deeds
Get down on your knees like a dog
Think you're
Little
Little gods
Born to be a God

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