Devy in the corner of his teen year
Born to run
Hey man, I'm going to fuck this shit up
No fear,
I am the Anti product, rotten to the core
Sell me,
So what man?
So what?
It leaves me too low...
And it pushes
Human Mind, Human Soul.Human Weakness
I love you.I love you.
Penetrate and desecrate my soul.
Penetrate and decimate them all.
God have
Devour the living
Devour the dead
We learn how we
I watch the way you move
And I count by
Know that the music industry's ill!
AND WE'RE THE FUCKING ANTIDOTE!
One
FUCK YOU! DANCE YOU FUCKERS!
(Bif)
We're all fired up, and we're
You pretentious fucking losers
You've got nothing at all
You've
Every day, and every night, feeling no better...feeling alright
We're made
Drive
He's trying
To tempt me, take me, down me,
Borne.void.nothingness
Watch the signs, stay holding.waiting.war
Born son of
Because we love you,
We return...TO ROCK YOU!
Be consumed
Because you...we want
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