The white trash bitch controls you
 Born and raised in a trailer park
 And all the faces of the lies surround you
 Your simple pleasures come
 from someone else's pain
 The way you like it
 For you-I've become what you made me
 Chorus: And we make this new religion
 To escape what we've become
 Your signal's fading so let go
 And we make this new religion
 As the program showed us
 To escape what we've become
 So you played along, you couldn't help it
 And the followers stand in line
 (followers stand in line)
 Her signal's fading so let's give it one more try
 As the soldiers walk right by
 To face this Re-creation
 Chorus
 All you people move so slow
 We can tell you what you're thinking
 So you played along
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