A slayer more optimistic but one word will turn me ballistic
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
Maybe it was always a little more
Pine-green foams, they may never see the store
Turn the radio up and we can have a good time
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
What is hittin' for
So i give a little more.
On the come up just starting a little late
Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate
Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore
Turn the volume up a little bit more
New message from mom
Burning up,turn the fan on/
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