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spit on me is what you'd like to do since I'm not what you want from me on the bus move & mumble like I'm some sort of infectous disease disrespect is all you'll get for it- we're not bound to give in walk on me, it comes in flows out quick you won't get out a cringe look around, what do you see? youth who could use some regime I know the fall of your big dreams hurts I'm sure you'll find a scapegoat to blame this is not the first time I see it happen- every generation has its whore but it's not a valuable reason to be such an asshole like you do I don't behave the same I hate the people who deserve it it's my rule thankfully I've found out a thing- not everyone's a fuckhead like you look around, what do you see? no spirit of aristocracy is here just a bunch of disenchanted people like me pull the trigger, it's all you can be whoah... From Letras Mania