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Tell me all your fking problems
and i'll listen with and open ear
then I'll tell you where to take them
cause I don't fkin care
You make me sick
with all your standards
sick with all your rules.
sick with all your propaganda
you fking fools...
you make me sick! (x4)
One shot and fk the rest
if thats how it's gotta be
fk your hierchy
what makes you think your better than me?
who are you to judge me?
who died and made you god?
fk you.
I'll see you in hell
now i see through your facade
you make me sick
mothafker!
You don't know the pain i've felt
you don't know the strain i've delt
so fk you
fk you (x3)
You don't know what the fk i've been through
so fk you.