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Profane Omen - Dealers Of Guilt Lyrics

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  • Twisting the truth with a tongue so worthless that even the taste of shit goes to waste, vomit those words in case someone hasn't heard your opinion!
  • Raise yourself to be a preacher; tell the people how to live a sorry life, pretending you're not condescending.
  • I hate your guts!
  • The parasites dealing this guilt with their lies,
  • I dream of the day when the last of those leeches will die, WILL DIE!
  • Worthless words from a worthless mouth, but the noise you make heard over the truth.
  • I'm not listening so quit your endless *****in'.
  • Let Me Be!
  • False preacher, a mail-order Jesus got the answers I don't *****ing want.
  • You're not a master, I'm not a puppet.
  • Go stare at a barrel of a gun!

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