Don't tell me how to keep my composure It ain't over 'till I get me some closure Wanted dead or alive here's my profile Hostile is the frame for my state of grace
Severly a mental disorder where reality is highly distorted Psychosis weaken the mind inclined in small doses as we approach this
a relentless quest for revengence while those who expose and pretend this life, is just a big ball of cherries a bunch of fairies screamin' to be scary
It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent oh yeah they're buyin' it just show up to rebel again
I'm a maniac hard one to handle You'd better come packin more than a scandal fucked over from the times I've been greatful fucked over in the times i've been hateful main attraction fuck you and your prissy (*pussy*??) mouth come again flip, now we got some action on and on is the name that they gave me and your misery came here to save me
It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent aw yeah they're buyin' it just show up to rebel again
It's propaganda Sell it to the innocent fuck yeah they're buyin' it just show up to rebel again
Mommy! Fuck it!
who is phony if fate would turn me you don't know me but I made you
who is phony their fate is lonely you don't know me but I made you
who is phony their fate is lonely you don't know me but I make you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me but i mate you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me but i mate you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me but i mate you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me but i mate you
i mate you i mate you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me i made you
who is phony it faded slowly you don't know me but i made you
i mate you i made you i mate you yeah i mate you
Compositor: Limp BizkitPublicado em 2005ECAD verificado fonograma #2080118 em 24/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM