May 17, 2025
More in Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Prayer For the Dying
To grow and struggle Against the human race Your species sucks I ain't no part of it 'Cause if I was I'd be slittin' my throat Your silly wars Stupid drugs and threats Whoring your minds But paying for sex No way I'm part of that So just leave me out I'll take your god I'll take the fucker out Don't leave me here Till you hear me out But don't even try To figure me out You'll get a brain sprain And a hernia too Your ears will bleed While I'm talking to you Won't hear a thing That I'm talking about You human's suck You fear everything All the newness Profanity too Well I've talked enough Going to finish this song You say "'bout time" I ain't following you Going to move along Be free So fuck you!! © 2002, Mosquitobyte
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