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Psychologist/priest/politician/trepalium/you/me, In need of extreme sensations You can fuck your dirty life. While listening to our madness, frustrations Still you remain with your ordinary life! Daddy's happy You are the fucked up one! Eating your fucking shit After pissing on my life Like me after washing hands covered in spit! Making money for the god of profit Buying (your) security from society's greed What will I eat today, while the children Are dying from hunger! Learn to respect everybody... and commit suicide In the silence of a school learn... to glorify yourself Preach the morals... that apply to everyone but you The pathetic embodiment of a silly jerk deified! Guilty of being the devil's son Classified plague stricken to the bone You can judge me but when looking out the window Daddy's happy From Letras Mania