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Texty: Dredg. The Pariah, the Parrot, the Delusion. Pariah.

To sacrifice one's self
Never made sense to me
'Cause life is really the only
And last gift we've all received

Some men waste it in the name
Of something that you can't see
Continually defeats the purpose
Of that something creating

Oh, delusions are meant to justify
Justify the things you do
Oh, delusions never really qualify
Qualified as an excuse

As he approached the city center
With the sky line in the view
There was nothing left to contemplate
He knew he must follow through

With the plan certified by faith
And the plan written in death
At that moment this was it
He took his last breath

Oh, delusions are meant to justify
Justify the things you do
Oh, delusions never really qualify
Qualified as an excuse

No more hiding, no more hiding, no more blame
No more fighting, no more fighting, no more pain
No more chaos, no more chaos, no more stress
No more addiction, no more addiction, no more mess

No more attitudes, no more swollen heads
No more greed, no more feeding from the hand
No more whining, no more blame it on the man
Realize it's your own fault