DISEMBODIED


Cynic Lyrics

Tell me all your f**king problems
And i'll listen with and open ear
Then I'll tell you where to take them
Cause I don't f**kin care
You make me sick
With all your standards
Sick with all your rules.
Sick with all your propaganda
You f**king fools...

You make me sick! (x4)

One shot and f**k the rest
If that's how it's gotta be
f**k your hierchy
What makes you think your better than me?
Who are you to judge me?
Who died and made you god?
f**k you.
I'll see you in hell
Now i see through your facade

You make me sick
Mothaf**ker!

You don't know the pain i've felt
You don't know the strain i've delt
So f**k you
f**k you (x3)

You don't know what the f**k i've been through
So f**k you.

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