Lyric Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)

Am I sorry your sky went black,
put your knives in babies backs?
Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy s and Huxley too?

But I m sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat
and your apples sticking into my throat
Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
and your crucifixion commercials failed
but I m just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song

Am I sorry to be alive
putting my face in the beehive?
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?

I m sorry you never check
the bag in my head for a bomb
and my halo was a needle hole
I m sorry I saw a priest being beaten
and I made a wish
but I m just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song
we all just sing their song

"the valley of death we are free
your father s your prison you see"

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song

you re just a copy of an imitation