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I know you’re waiting, pining for the dirge to play
Don’t waste another breath, you’ve pled your case to death
Words are not healing, they’re made for TV hope
White noise to help you cope, an extension to your rope
The accusation stands
Now comes the harsh demands
Judge and jury fail
And the truth will not prevail

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage

Don’t waste time praying, justice heeds no god
Your innocence be damned, you’re guilty by demand
Time is your torture, no solace in the dark
You’re alone in the end, and you’re forced to contend
Made to pay the price
A public sacrifice
Forcibly confess,
Then atone and redress

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage
And your life is an open book
To be burned page by page

At the first sign of dissidence,
You’ve lost it all

The world needs a whipping boy
On the execution stage
A scapegoat to take the blame
To absorb the blows of rage
And your life is an open book
To be burned page by page

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