Don't want to be in to this war
Like when your sister fucked your best friend
No-one sits you here no more
Even the table has whores now
Buy or rent
Rent to fill
Fill the dead into the hollywood hill
Cuz it's a ghetto, yeah
Get out
Get out
Don't wanna be here anymore
Like when your sister sucked my own cock
Can't stand to sit here any more
We just wait on the fault line
The fear is here
The fear the fear
Don't wanna be here anymore
We sit mouths open on the fault line
No crucifiction here no more
The stakes we made win the prize here
I'm out to forget that you ever...
Dead on the bible, dead on the bible
Dead on the bible, dead on the bible
Get out - you'll get addicted
You'll get addicted
You'll get addicted
We're the rifles of addiction
Here in the rivals of addiction
Within the wars of addiction
Buy!
We are the rifles - create your boredom
We take the pictures of the boredom line
We are the rifles of your addictions
We are the bombs on the borderline
Dead on the bible
Dead on the bible
Dead on the bible
Dead on the bible
You'll...
You'll get addicted
You'll get addicted
You'll get addicted
Prayers are porno
My prayers are porno
My prayers
In a dead star nation
Shut it!
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