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Distillers - Sick Of It All
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Murder, murder A ripe blood stain Pulled the fucking trigger cause I'm sick of it all Murder, murder A ripe fucking hate Pulled the fucking trigger cause I'm sick of it all I went to school today with an oozi There's this kid, he teased me so I shot him in the face All the world's light won't ease my pain It won't cease, I'm deseased, will you hang me please I'm a nihilist, raised on violence What do I do, I'm American youth All my life I've lived in silence I'm gonna snap, I'll get you back I'm a girl, I'm only thirteen My body rots cause I won't fucking eat I'm a silent star on a B-roll I'm a mirror fucking image of no control Give me the award I conquered food again What else is better in life than to purge my pain If I cut I won't look like that If I cut, if I cut, I won't feel like this shit We are kids, we think life is a scam We come from wasted land We are kids, we play punk rock 'n' roll If we didn't we got no soul We are different kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets They are our arteries We are different kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets I am part of this
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