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Fuck Off, We Murder
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GG Allin And The Murder Junkies
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Here I sit alone with a bullet in my gun On it is the name of everyone I hate you, I wanna kill you one by one Worthless human flesh that I kill I'm the untamed animal Do I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! No I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! The act of killing you will be my high Every life I steal, I multiply [bad word] off [bad word] [bad word] off [bad word] They'll find you full of maggots rotting in a ditch Waiting with my mind, the things I hate the most People pass me by, I see nothing but a ghost Now it's time to cast the shadow of a doubt I'm here for bloody murder, I'm here to wipe you out Do I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! No I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! The taste of blood takes me further The taste of blood takes me further Do I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! No I feel compassion? No! Do I feel love? No! [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder [bad word] off, we murder
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