Father, I confess for doing
I had a brain, but life had to ruin it
Dissinfected, Disected, Don't Respect It
When you put me in a cage full of animals
Savages and cold blooded canibals
I can't help but come but abouts me
try to run but they found me, surround me
Then they choke ya, and provoke ya
try to smoke ya, turn you into a joka
I tried to rub it off, but its all I know
the only thing I ever knew, so what to do
look at you, a bigot till your growin old
your growin mold, with a soul thats freezin cold
so I confess, but even if I'm all wrong
I'll be down with the clown till I'm dead and gone
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Adaugat in: Nov 5, 2012
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