The Propaganda - Limp Bizkit

Uh, yeah!

Tell 'em how to sell it this propaganda

Don’t tell me how to keep my composure

It ain’t over 'till I get me some closure

Wanted dead or alive here’s my profile

Hostile is the frame for my state of grace

Severly a mental disorder

where reality is highly distorted

Psychosis weaken the mind

inclined in small doses

as we approach this

a relentless quest for revengence

while those who expose and pretend this

life, is just a big ball of cherries

a bunch of fairies

screamin’to be scary

It’s propaganda

Sell it to the innocent

oh yeah they’re buyin’it

just show up to rebel again

I’m a maniac

hard one to handle

You’d better come packin more than a scandal

fucked over from the times I’ve been greatful

fucked over in the times i’ve been hateful

main attraction fuck you and your prissy mouth

come again flip, now we got some action

on and on is the name that they gave me and your misery came here to save me It’s propaganda

Sell it to the innocent

oh yeah they’re buyin’it

just show up to rebel again

It’s propaganda

Sell it to the innocent

fuck yeah they’re buyin’it

just show up to rebel again

Mommy!

Fuck It!

who is phony

if fate would turn me you don’t know me but I made you

who is phony

their fate is lonely

you don’t know me but I made you

who is phony

their fate is lonely

you don’t know me but I made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me but i made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me but i made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me but i made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me but i made you

i made you

i made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me i made you

who is phony

it faded slowly

you don’t know me but i made you

i made you

i made you

i made you

yeah i made you