Paroles Hollow Thoughts de Morbid Suicide
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- Chanson: Hollow Thoughts
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Verse 1:This world is full of wastes of space,
Rejects not ready to leave this place
Worshipping such a false-fact driven god,
In reality dirt is where they'll rot
Don't push your fuckin martyr on me,
Christanities a cult in which I will never be
Ill leave this place like from which I came,
An empty shell without a name
My soul grows cold as this body gets old,
Don't bite the hand that feeds,
Or at least that's what we're told
Chorus:Take no shit from anyone,
As I leave a path of blood
If there is a god he cries,
for what we all have done
His so-called children kill,
Thinking wars are being won
A hypocrite in his own sense,
For he let them kill his own son
Verse2:Life is fucked up,
No one seems to know why
Criminals live fabulous lives,
While good hearted people die
We are all his puppets..dance puppet dance
Fetal babies die before thier life is given a chance
To live happy takes money not worth having
What a sick joke, but I'm not laughing..
Chorus(2x)
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