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"Nazi White Trash"
One of us will be betrayed it's not enough for you to say
"i'm sorry" or lie about it all yer a meglo-nymph & yer mating call is
money & religion, segregation & division
your dirty cash in the pockets of the wicked politicians
lobbying for slavery in a new and modern way
repenting when yer caught, but this is what i say:
yer sick, i hate you ya stupid motherfucker
yer so fuckin' blind ya have no fuckin' mind
yer nazi white-trash yer words come out like shit
yer so fuckin' sick yer such a fuckin' prick
ya have that special something that "sprite in you appeal"
ya think that we all love you but this is how you make us feel
yer sweaty, fuckin ignorant A product of conditioning
eugenics, social darwinisim, an excuse for yer positioning
yer crass & evil ways are all that got you there today
i hope you get shot, and this is what we say
yer sick, i hate you ya stupid motherfucker
yer so fuckin' blind ya have no fuckin' mind
yer nazi white-trash yer words come out like shit
yer so fuckin' sick yer such a fuckin' prick
one of us will be betrayed
and time kills us all
so we say... we hope you die sooner
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"Born To Die"
Born to die and you get to sit and watch yer t.v. set
believe the lies before yer eyes credit cards & apple pies
50 stars to blind yer eyes 13 stripes to hypnotize
free thought is gone you'll never see yer just a pawn
you'll die tomorrow but today yer empty dreams just fade away
evaporate, dissolve to hate while you survive and wait
until a lifeless fate yer stupid lives just piddle on
you slave fer others and then your gone i just can't escape the lying
the moment we are born we're dying and it's such an ugly sight
we have no rights
we have no future
no reasons why
just born to die
yer dumb self can't appreciate the freedom in my thought
the weak sense of autonomy when i'm drinking in C-squat
that empty void was never filled but the dreams of others
you helped kill you'll justify, will linger on
but don't ya know that dreams all die the day your born
we have no god's
there's only ignorant bliss
no reasons why
we're born to die
gone to bed, god is dead
lies & truth are in my head
your history, economy, society
it isn't me, it's all on you
reality, it's what ya do
it's what ya make the truth in lies
the freedom dies, the mind it numbs, the spirit breaks
with all our rights it kills our future
our reasons why
we're born to die
just born to die