Now its 4 PM Im watching Nickelodeon Lost the will, so I wont change the station And the phone will ring enough to make my eardrums scream Rather shoot it to oblivion Call for sympathy But if its there, give it all to me It seems locked to the sound of time So if it seems to be too much Just drop a line It seems a photograph is always of the ones you love Love to love Love to hate Or rather shoot So if I looked at one, I think Id tear it up That is what Id rather do to you We play this song for memories But if you can, please remember me Before I go, Id like to see you try To be yourself Or just beat off Judas in disguise Youve got to make this happen Youve got to help them understand Youve got to make reactions Youve got to help them see that Sin is divine Sin is divine Sin is divine Sin is divine Is divine The day is done for memories But if you can, please remember me Before I go, Id like to see you try To be yourself Or just beat off Judas in disguise Youve got to make this happen Youve got to make them understand Youve got to make reactions Youve got to make them see that Sin is divine Sin is divine Sin is divine Sin is divine Is divine
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