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Vice
04:06
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The fucking vice
People injure each other
The criticized man takes the gun in his hand
Every time I go to sleep think of original sin
People injure each other
The criticized man takes the gun in his hand
Every time I go to sleep think of original sin
Fuck the world right away
Every comforting word is for making us obey
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
Every comforting word is for making us obey
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
I don’t wanna be like them
Fuck dumbasses
All I got is the fucking vice
Your irrelevant belief makes (the) awful consequence
And you beef to relief the pain you’ve given once
The fucking dunce never gonna be forgiven
The driven belief gives birth to a new grief
The human race gonna chase another trace
Nothing erases disgrace we made in the past
The fast lives never contrive and retrace
To survive the vice turn into virtue
Every comforting word is for making us obey
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
Every comforting word is for making us obey
Nothing’s gonna go through changes
I don’t wanna be like them
I don’t need some emotive shits
Who leads us into error?
Why they give birth to another error?
All pain makes me in the doom
Who tries to be better?
Who leads us into error?
Why they give birth to another error?
All pain makes me in the doom
Who tries to be better?
Who leads us into error?
Why they give birth to another error?
All pain makes me in the doom
Who tries to be better?
Who leads us into error?
Why they give birth to another error?
All pain makes me in the doom
Who tries to be better?
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Abuse
03:51
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All-day I dream about slaughter.
I sink you in cold water.
You sink down on the floor.
I’m sorry for your son or daughter.
However it’s different in reality.
No future comes for me if I run away from reality.
That’s sheer insanity.
That’s sheer insanity.
Rescue me.
No one hears me.
God told me I’m insane.
Why am I insane?
No, the truth is that they are insane.
All-day I dream about slaughter.
I sink you in cold water.
You sink down on the floor.
I’m sorry for your son or daughter.
However it’s different in reality.
No future comes for me if I run away from reality.
That’s sheer insanity.
That’s sheer insanity.
The more you pain me, the more I feel my life.
The more you abuse me, the more I go insane.
The more you pain me, the more I feel my life.
The more you abuse me, the more I go insane.
I know (that) I can never be the same.
I have no courage to break.
I’m always afraid to be blamed.
My state of mind is lame.
You only think that this is a game.
I have given up to reclaim my place to avoid defames.
I don’t wanna hear the name.
Whoever told me that I’ll never be the chosen one is thinking about a piece of ass.
I never tell them that I’m thinking they are the fucking hash of shit
But I guess I wanna be like them a little bit.
What I wanna do is the same as theirs.
Dig it dig it down. There’ll be another load of tosh. You like this shit We’re not the code of mosh pit.
Wash it and make it better. That’s brainwash bitch
We’ll never wash it fuck you bitch
All-day I dream about slaughter.
You’ve raped me many times
Motherfuckers
Son of a bitch.
I apologize so don’t make me…
I apologize so don’t rape me…
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Never underrate the socially vulnerable
They are able to kill you very easily
The troubles gonna make them intense
That is simply violence
They make no sense but that’s why they are threatened
You are off your guard
Never deal the cards
You regard that they all believe canards
You leave behind the fee for the existence
This cadence will break these pretenses you made
I won’t forget how the revolutions (had) occurred
In history, repressions make (the) weak go protesting
Testing how submissive they are you dig your own grave and cut your own throat
You never notice (that) their eyes burn with the ill feelings
They see you
Never underrate the socially vulnerable
They are able to kill you very easily
The troubles gonna make them intense
That is simply violence
They make no sense but that’s why they are
You are off your guard
Never deal the cards
You regard that they all believe canards
You leave behind the fee for the existence
This cadence will break these pretenses you made
Fuck the system
Go, fuck the system
We all always have anxiety
We don’t know how to deal with this feeling
Tell us how
But anyone will not tell us something real
(The) spinning wheel decide our way
They are all sealed by you
We’ll try to appeal but this squeal won’t reach you
Look! She’ll hang herself
This is what you spelled
That is triggered them
They became so numb
They give you the thumbs down
It’s time to hang yourself
When you stop thinking the sinking has been started
Are you shrinking?
You are no longer the king
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