You might be going to take this wrong. But I think I really need to say this. 'Cause these sadists're going to spit on my souls. They're making sause from masochists around'em. They just keep branding what they did. I got this feeling of being of abandoned. They're surrounded by believers. I'm not buying it. I saw the reverse of their faces. They're racists. Sadists. I say this. And I don't know what to say. But I.
I'm doing my job. But they ruined my jaw. And I'm not joking. Now I am choking my neck myself. Jump into the fucking jar full of jerks and liquor. I'm trying to drink'em up. And I don't know what to say. But I say this. 'Cause these sadists are going to.
I really need to say this. 'Cause these sadists are going to fuck anybody. Never stop making money. Never stop counting money. Never rock anybody. And I can't stand it anymore. Now I say this. 'Cause these sadists are going to.
