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Sabertooth Zombie

Stories flash the giant screen more fabulous and interesting than the midwestern unraveling of AMERICAN EYES and trophy wives name branded and conditioned

You promote fear, perpetuating guns and power Does for(four?) years at the academy, make you a god? You?re just a pig, a pig to me But a scary pig

(It's these people that make me wanna smash the state. grab a building with both hands and fucking eat it. leap over bridges. run waist high in waste

You talk like you're already dead you're whole fucking life's been spoon fed you're a wasp without a stinger wrap yourself around my middle finger

Your special interest makes me ill you pass the buck, they pass the bill it's all greed and money and greed and lies how much government can you buy

The lord of chaos died for your sins good luck on life you didn't gain any friends youth part two fuck a word of work hood stapled to your head get

He crawls through a trail of blood his salvation is in death ten in the morning, he gets the call he won't clean up this mess no soul to rise from

God is the son of freedom In search for the panacea His only wage for this occupation Is a brooding self-hatred Evil is the son of the earth Buried

Rich fucks and fucking snobs mid-life crisis and dead end jobs plop out the womb with suits and wine glasses a new generation of fucking assholes