[Verse 1]
I feel responsibility
To hate what I can't eat
A sack full of hissin' snakes
Layin' at my feet
I see colors that don't exist
Feel pain that isn't mine
Gone from dirt to mud
Gone from mud to slime
[Pre-Chorus]
When you're ready to come home
When you've had enough
When you're standing all alone
You know I'll be waiting here
[Verse 2]
There's pride in what you call yourself
But then, what's in a name?
I feel responsibility
To hate and pass the blame
No, no, no security
They'll beat you with a stick
I feel responsibility
To hate what makes me sick
I feel responsibility
To hate what I can't eat
A sack full of hissin' snakes
Layin' at my feet
I see colors that don't exist
Feel pain that isn't mine
Gone from dirt to mud
Gone from mud to slime
[Pre-Chorus]
When you're ready to come home
When you've had enough
When you're standing all alone
You know I'll be waiting here
[Verse 2]
There's pride in what you call yourself
But then, what's in a name?
I feel responsibility
To hate and pass the blame
No, no, no security
They'll beat you with a stick
I feel responsibility
To hate what makes me sick
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