Paroles de Fated, Faithful, Fatal

I don't know if I can open up I've been opened enough I don't know if I can open up I'm not a birthday present I'm aggressive regressive The past is over And passive scenes so pathetic Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus has got no dirt on me Lazarus has got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles Don't know if I can open up I been opened too much Double-crossed glossed over in my pathos Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus has got no dirt on me Lazarus has got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? Are we fated, faithful, or fatal? I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus has got no dirt on me Lazarus has got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles