Than we kick it! Dance on the asphalt as we are addicted to gasoline The more we feed it, the more pretentious it gets, so we straighten the bows again. I would love if a ten inch girl on crack would entertain and strip ont he knees of mine. Pathetic, all of your sabers! Slash to rearrenge the country sight.
Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls (Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn) Rank blood springs paint it on the walls (Break the brakes out sniff the brick route With me)
Who I am again how good? Break the brakes out sniff the brick route! Write letter to post 'em I don't mind, If the world devours the cold rigid blind.
I hate confidence in public service. I'm fed up with casual strangers. I hate flip flops and turning down toilette seats. I can stand waiting. I hate I hate plums in your granny's pie. I hate your granny anyway 'coz she used to peck my face when I was too small to peck her back. I hate watchin' my figure, you watch your asshole!
Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls (Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn) Rank blood springs paint it on the walls (Break the brakes out sniff the brick route With me) Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls!
I respect religion and hate church I respect the right and hate the law I respect the nation and hate the people To learn to love yousrelf, forget to hate me first!
these lyrics are submitted by kaan
Songwriter(s): Attila Horvath, Balint Csongor, Tamas Reich, Attila Rekasi, Miklos Anga Kis, Mate Tilk
Copyright: Emi Music Publishing Hungary Ltd.
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