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Definitions by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker

As a Cajun I don’t care about you people 

I wouldn’t care if you people died the next day. I really don’t give a crap about you people.
As a Cajun I don’t care about you people. You people constantly prove to me that you are not worth fighting for or saving. I wish all of you would just drop dead like a bunch of wasps sprayed by wasp spray.

No, that’s what you people are 

I’m talking about delusional people who self project their own delusional tendencies back onto me. Dumfuqs

Actions speak louder than words. Alas, you people are stupid.
No, that’s what you people are.

Master of puppets 

End of passion play, crumbling away
I’m your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You’re dedicated to
How I’m killing you
Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master
Where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master
You promised only lies
Laughter, laughter
All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter
Laughing at my cries

Fix me

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Master
Master

Wow, we truly came from hell 

No wonder we are so thin skinned and hot-headed
Wow, we truly came from hell. All humans are nincompoops and failures of natural selection

You know what band really sucks? 

Sonic Youth.

Now I liked this band when I was younger but they have not aged very well. Their music all sounds the same also and it gets old fast. They are also very lame. Their only good album was the 1985 album Bad Moon Rising.
You know what band really sucks?

I’m sorry

I’m guessing that you want me to do something good for now on?

I hope my prison friends don’t think I’m ignoring them. I’ll try to find them and make contact, I think I might have lost a few :(. I will try to make contact with them, I feel really bad now.
I’m sorry

Trailer trash

My cousins. They all act like white niggers.

We don’t want to be like this.