Sick

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Stop your bullshit I will never be your friend Stop convincing me Why don\'t you understand That you are an asshole without hope That you belong at the end of a rope That your saviour means s**t to me That I won\'t be a part of your slavery F..k your God F..k your life F..k your church And then your wife Stop complaining About my attitude Stop believing That I am in the mood To take your blabla serious \'Bout some who died on a cross To be totally fuckin\' positive Be a dull and boring conservative F..k your book F..k your smile F..k your rule F..k your luck Think of it - A**hole That I\'m sick of it - A**hole

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