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Shake that body, party that bod Shake that body, party that bod Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G.O.D I believe
Shake that body, party that bod Shake that body, party that bod Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G.O.D I believe
those who never beg Spectators of suicide Exploding in society's eye Democracy is an empty lie Dead like our yesterdays tonight The only free
of fun driving but I'm really driven confined to the rules I've been given How can I find my course When I see my problems and society is the source No
Give up my house, sleep for nights on concrete Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead I think
Dead bodIes come haunt your grave Alone the songs change In waves So, why me? FrIends, I cry The mIrror can lIe
the jet set society We are the jet set and that means liberty, liberty The jet set society We are the jet set set, we are the jet set set Society
Mmmmh Bod lanmè pa lwen i pa lwen Bod lanmè pa lwen i pa lwen Pa lwan no Bod lanmè pa lwen i pa lwen Simé jod la wékolté dèmen Mmmmh Bod lanmè pa lwen i
Dad bod, Dad bod, we gone make it blow up Dad bod, Dad bod, I hit the twos and fours up Dad bod, my god she told me get my sport on Oh girl, my god
Teach your kids to recognize and despise all the propaganda Filtered down by the dead echelons mainstream media Hey hey hey hey You know me well
Every time you find him he just stabs you in the back Again No one hears you You're society's infection I won't judge you When the blood steals
What is the damnation of hell? To go with that society Who have not obeyed His commands Upperclass hedonism croptop Alcohol, weed, stds unlocked
pockets And the shrug of his shoulders And the blood from his fingers And the love that I hold for him Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
givin' up on love 'cause love's given up on me Forget your high society, I'm soakin' it in kerosene Light 'em up and watch them burn, teach 'em what
Life life is a friend Life life is a friend I can feel life inside of me Life life is a friend society is dead inside of me society is dead inside
(Three dead, zero found) Three dead bodies, three dead bodies, three dead bodies, three dead bod- Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all Kill 'em
natural light opacity Society society society Society society society Cabbage bombs and french rotties Readjust all narratives Raining flies on dead
the dead of the night Swaying from side to side Society's collapsing and no one knows about it Society's collapsing don't let them make you doubt it
present said The past is dead Who can say what constitutes the most important sector of society? The dominant portion seek an instant gratification
walls Now your dumbass collectin calls Fucking hate society Fucking hate society Fucking hate society Fucking hate society Fucking hate society Fucking
I slip and slide from the freedom of choice A voice crawls up from the dead I got a darkened mind, the deepest kind A first class ticket to hell With
giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me Forget your high society, I'm soakin' it in kerosene Light 'em up and watch them burn, teach them what
with impunity Less dead in the eyes of the law Those on the margins of society Less dead in the eyes of the law Violating your moral code Hypocrisy is
and rip it, you will bust A goddamn chad with a hot twink bod Grip it and rip it, you will bust It's time for a Sterdekie stream Fire up some dead games
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