I hate my toys
You keep talking buy I dont like your noise
You kept raising your full damned voice
Stop talking my head has boiled
You're full of shit
Your liberal ass think you better than this
Have nothing better than being on the list
Of people who my mama calls sick little pricks
You think you know what we're feeling
You have no idea what's like to be the rest
No expectations we're living
You'd better apologize to the God you pray
I hate my toys
You keep talking but I dont like your noise
You kept raising your full damned voice
Stop talking my head has boiled
Full of shit
Your liberal ass think you're better than this
Have nothing better than being on the list
Of people who my mama called sick little pricks
You think you know what we're feeling
Have no idea what is like to be the rest
No expectations we're living
You'd better apologize to the God we pray
To the God we pray
To the God we pray
To the God we pray
We pray!
This is not a manifesto!
This is not a manifesto!
This is not a manifesto!
This is not a manifesto!
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