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![Always Mind
[Vers: 1]
I spit on your tourment,I piss on your soul,
because misery and torture is your fucking grave.
I puke on your lifestyle I dislike your life,
you're just Jesus little hipocrit, you self absorwed slave.
See your damn own fucking piece in play,
"always guilty" that's the usual game.
Dirtbags of today, heare we come,
for fuck sake assholes, feel some goddamn shame!
[Bridge]
What goes around comes around,
you just don't simply fit.
The same goes with your words,so this simply means,
you eat alot of shit.
[vers:2]
How the fuck can you sit and watch everyting collapse,
it must be entertaining to be the world's basic elapse.
Every little thing doesn't evolve around your head,
think outside the box because you made your own bed.
Entertaining as fuck but please your own guilt,
you deserve each piece of the shit you upbuilt.
[Bridge]
You puke your preeching in my face,
for fuck sake I don't know.
Standing waste high in saliva and filth,
I was injected after "the blow".
[Chorus]
Somtimes I care, but to often it's shit,
this time I'm scared and it's not the same.
So now I tell you to fuck the pride cuz pride only hurts,
but it doesn't matter my sweet "monsieur pain".
[Vers:3]
This order is nothing, it's called a plain disorder,
leave it all to smolder, let the problems take root.
God damn shame that this problems take place,
you little sad pessemist and your disbelief in proof.](http://cdn08.dayviews.com/36/_u1/_u0/_u0/_u0/_u2/_u5/u1000258/85168_1228817344/Always_Mind_Vers_1_I_spit_on_your_tourment_I_piss_on_your_soul_because_misery_and_torture_is_your.jpg)
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Always Mind
[Vers: 1]
I spit on your tourment,I piss on your soul,
because misery and torture is your fucking grave.
I puke on your lifestyle I dislike your life,
you're just Jesus little hipocrit, you self absorwed slave.
See your damn own fucking piece in play,
"always guilty" that's the usual game.
Dirtbags of today, heare we come,
for fuck sake assholes, feel some goddamn shame!
[Bridge]
What goes around comes around,
you just don't simply fit.
The same goes with your words,so this simply means,
you eat alot of shit.
[vers:2]
How the fuck can you sit and watch everyting collapse,
it must be entertaining to be the world's basic elapse.
Every little thing doesn't evolve around your head,
think outside the box because you made your own bed.
Entertaining as fuck but please your own guilt,
you deserve each piece of the shit you upbuilt.
[Bridge]
You puke your preeching in my face,
for fuck sake I don't know.
Standing waste high in saliva and filth,
I was injected after "the blow".
[Chorus]
Somtimes I care, but to often it's shit,
this time I'm scared and it's not the same.
So now I tell you to fuck the pride cuz pride only hurts,
but it doesn't matter my sweet "monsieur pain".
[Vers:3]
This order is nothing, it's called a plain disorder,
leave it all to smolder, let the problems take root.
God damn shame that this problems take place,
you little sad pessemist and your disbelief in proof.
I spit on your tourment,I piss on your soul,
because misery and torture is your fucking grave.
I puke on your lifestyle I dislike your life,
you're just Jesus little hipocrit, you self absorwed slave.
See your damn own fucking piece in play,
"always guilty" that's the usual game.
Dirtbags of today, heare we come,
for fuck sake assholes, feel some goddamn shame!
[Bridge]
What goes around comes around,
you just don't simply fit.
The same goes with your words,so this simply means,
you eat alot of shit.
[vers:2]
How the fuck can you sit and watch everyting collapse,
it must be entertaining to be the world's basic elapse.
Every little thing doesn't evolve around your head,
think outside the box because you made your own bed.
Entertaining as fuck but please your own guilt,
you deserve each piece of the shit you upbuilt.
[Bridge]
You puke your preeching in my face,
for fuck sake I don't know.
Standing waste high in saliva and filth,
I was injected after "the blow".
[Chorus]
Somtimes I care, but to often it's shit,
this time I'm scared and it's not the same.
So now I tell you to fuck the pride cuz pride only hurts,
but it doesn't matter my sweet "monsieur pain".
[Vers:3]
This order is nothing, it's called a plain disorder,
leave it all to smolder, let the problems take root.
God damn shame that this problems take place,
you little sad pessemist and your disbelief in proof.
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