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Cripple Bastards - Ragman Lyrics

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  • Born in your shit, I can't enjoy the colors of grace and beauty,
  • I can't feel anything but this uniform-unfailing sense of nausea...
  • "Her eyes... so lovely,
  • that you're askin' yourself how can tears................................
  • Her body... so perfect,
  • that you're askin' yourself how can shit................................."
  • "Her brain... so empty,
  • that I'm askin' myself how can thoughts.................................
  • Her life... so senseless,
  • that I'm askin' myself how boring should be.........................."
  • The colors of grace and beauty won't fit in my picture;
  • diping my brush in your shit I'll paint a life of kicks,
  • intimidations, self-relegation.
  • I'm a ragman and I love my putrid clothes
  • weared out by thousands generations.
  • You're something worst... corrupted perfection;
  • the static divinity of perfumed trash.

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