you wanna lock me away cuz i hurt i was a sad and lonely child youre embarrassed of me because im ugly im burdened by fads and fashion curses to the cultures of hair the devil comes calling in the form of despair cuz i lied you think youre better than me were all patriots of a lying scheming regime im the offspring of an obsolete machine and now you want to lock me away because i praise creation you wanna lock me away lock me away you wanna lock me away lock me away the devil comes calling in the form of despair i praise creation i praise creation i praise creation i praise creation