you say i look like hesus christ but i'm not wearing sandals, i wanna keep a low profile from you emotional vandals, with your snobby fuckin' attitude
see the beggars on the street, yes it fuckin' bugs me, but i don't give them any money, because they'll only spend it on drugs, it's their fuckin' own
the great white hunter of trophies, stands proud, stands tall, with his foot upon the beast, that will soon be on his wall, he calls this bloodlust sport
We are intelligent, but we have wars. And no one knows what we're fighting for. We are believers in our leaders. The truth they feed us to calm our fears
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