WHAT WE ARE:
We don't hold back to discriminate, ever crossed your mind to change your ways
Don't give a f*ck till it's too late for those mother f*ckers this is what I say
I'll paint my face for the war on hate,repare my speech to motivate
I'm more than willing to die for the cause March my fucking army beyond the law
The shaved heads, long hair, dreds to drugs Tattoos, piercings, STD's and sl*ts
Homeless, racists, trailer parks Gangsters, murderers, what we are
Gamblers, burn outs, parasites, rapists, thieves, buried alives
Hand cuffs, beatdowns, weed and booze drop outs, call girls, which fits you

We're here to speak to whoever feels like listening
To express our f*cking hate to everyone and everything
Ready to explode, mother fucker, don't even test my patience
You better take your best shot before I stomp your fucking face in

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Let the blind lead the blind
This is what we are
If you were set loose, where would you hide
This is what we are
Dig your grave before you die
This is what we are
Maggots and earth under which you lie
This is what we are

I don't have anything nice to say So I may as well not say anything
But the things I see bug the f*ck out of me What we are is by far obscene
Things are different this time around Dug the deepest roots of what we're about
Spilling guts to the paper and pen To tell it how it is to you my friend
The chauvinists, hypocrits, rich and poor Enthusiasts, dope fiends, beg for more
Felonies, inmates, crooks and thieves Jack moves, come ups, don't burn me
Light bulbs, baking soda, cigarette ash Roll your owns, zig-zag, smoking glass
Syringes, blow jbs, prostitutes Junkies, sunken eyes, which should I choose


We're through with all your bullsh*t Your f*cking heretic
You're making me sick We're always inside you
We're coming behind you We're gonna find you
This one man army You cannot harm me
You won't disarm me I am your bishop
Forever f*cked up Sewing my eyes shut

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Take away this life we're living
I never wanted things to be this way
Prepare for the worst
Evaporate the cloud I'm under
I always have the worst of luck
But anymore I really don't give a f*ck
I'm prepared for the worst
Struggle through life, but I've been cursed


Right here in front of you This is where I'll make my final stand
This will be the last time That you ask me who the f*ck I am
Smile and nod I am your god
Praise me


Back up, be ready to rise up No one can size up
The fact that we're alone No one left to save us
God f*cking hate us We can only blame ourselves
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