P.O.D. - I Am

I am the murderer, the pervert, sick to the core
I am the unclean, dope fiend, I am the whore
I am the beat down, mistreated, sexually abused
I have violated, fornicated and sexually used
I am the con artist, cold hearted, smooth preacher
Cash stealer, emotion bleeder, the soul lecher
Feed off the poor but I'm a slave to the rich
I'm in depression so this reflection is making me sick

Are you the one that's come to set me free?
Cause if you knew who I am, would you really want to die for me?
They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
I know this is the one and only Son of God so tell who the fuck is he?

I am fake, a fraud, a phony, I'm a known liar
Anorexic, rejected object of your desire
Suicidal thoughts, keep one in the chamber
I'm a turned out streetwalking heroin banger
I am a secret cutter, porn lover, the town drunkard
Next door, neighborhood slut, I am somebody's mother
Out casted arrogant bastard son
I am the talk of the town but this story's just begun

Are you the one that's come to set me free?
Cause if you knew who I am, would you really want to die for me?
They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
Well I know you are the one and only Son of God but tell who the fuck is he?
So poison me
So tell me

And now it's spreading like a deadly disease
And now it's spreading like a deadly disease
And now it's spreading like a deadly disease
But I won't let you bury me

I am, I am what you reaped, I am what you sewed
I am that guy talking to himself, I am alone
I'm the forgotten child ravaged and raped through sex traffic
Since I'm a little strange, daddy called me a faggot
I am insecure, immature, even I discuss me
In denial, pill pop'n prescription junkie

Are you the one that's come to set me free?
Cause if you knew who I am, would you really want to die for me?
They say you are the cursed man, the one who hangs from this tree
Well I know you are the one and only Son of God but tell who the fuck is he?
So poison me

I see demons, eyes bleeding, my soul impure
Already know that I'm disease, but tell me what's the cure?
This is me, we are him and I am you
Old things passed away and all becomes new
This is me, we are him and I am you
Old things passed away and all becomes new
This is me, we are him and I am you
Old things passed away and all becomes new