Lletres: Calibretto 13. Dear Beelzebubba.

I don't like the lies youre trying to make me believe.
You call me a loser
lower my self esteem
Well I'm a child of God and I know he loves me
All of your lies and I'll be deceived.

And I don't like the lies youre trying to make me believe.
You call me a loser
lower my self esteem
Well I'm a child of God and I know he loves me
All of your lies and I'll be deceived.

I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell with you
I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell (oi) with (oi) you

I'm sick and tired of you liening to my generation
suicidal tendencies all across the nation
you still can't destroy and u teach the kids you evil
you will pay for them one day

and I do hate you
I have the to authority to step on you 'cause youre under my feet
were gunna start a war were gunna bring some hate
youre gunna get burned 'cause ur gunna get beat

We're an army of the Lord
and we're marching on
fighting for the truth
we're fighting for the son

you thought that you could stop us
boy you were so wrong
we're going into battle as we sing a song

We're an army of the Lord
and we're marching on
fighting for the truth
we're fighting for the son
you thought that you could stop us
boy you were so wrong
we're going into battle as we sing a song

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I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell with you
I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell with you
I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell with you
I know that I am a child of the great I Am
and I don't care what u might do
to hell (oi) with (oi) you