Happylittlehypocrite by Culture Cough from Atlanta, Ga United States

Calm yourself, I can't take it, your words are vacant
Keep your grip on the fear of the ones that follow you and your crooked ways
They'll follow you right down into the grave

Na-na-na-na-na-na, oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na, oh

Happy little hypocrite, where are your morals now?

Scream until there's nothing left
Blame your actions on the dead
Promise them a conquest, Napoleonic complex
Show the world you won't be messed with, your word is law, you're the best there is
If they ask you why you're doing this, tell them, "It's what God said."

Happy little hypocrite, where are your morals now?
Happy little hypocrite, where are your morals now?
Na-na-na-na-na-na, oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na, oh