Mushroomhead - For your pleasure

Wear your desecration
Like a declaration (of your war)
Scars that make impressions
After all that's what these lessons (have been for)

Wear your desecration
Like a declaration (of your war)
Scars that make impressions
After all that's what these lessons (have been for)

How can I face this disease
I can't get away from me
How can I face this disease
Can anybody help me this day

Take it by the fucking throat and say that I will live through this

For your pleasure
or your pain
Society's a game

(How can I face this disease
I can't get away from me
Wear your desecration
Like a declaration
of your war)

While they campaign in poetry
And govern in prose
In their twisted sorority
Dying for the throne
You never really know just who the king will choose
Till your bygones are gone

Take it by the fucking throat and say that I will live through this
Take it by the fucking soul and live through this

For your pleasure
or your pain
Society's a game

Wear your desecration
Like a decoration of war, of your war
Cause after all
That's what these lessons have all been for, all been for

Everything wrong with you is the same that's wrong with me
What's wrong with me is everything wrong with you

It's a brand new mirror
I see myself for the first time
It's oh so clear
Open my heart
Open my mind

For your pleasure
or your pain
Society's a game