| All the artificial people w/ their botox injections the plastic faces are infectious,Why can't they all just die. Get out of my face,Get out of my life,Get out of my pathway, If you are against this,I don't care what u say It is neva gonna stop anyway As the body's start to decay, Death is a game we all have to play, We play with the hands that we are delt. All the pain we have felt,People are lookin like they are made on an Assembly Line, Aren't they supposed to be Divine,This can't be for real You are messin with my mind.These people lookin like dolls,I would shatter and fall,Or burn like the cross,The cutters with their razorblades, When people ask about it they have nothin to say,If u taunt us u will pay,Then there is the lesbians and the gays,Everybody thinks they are strange,Perverted people are just smilin away,The people that think it is sick,Isn't marriage about love,Looks as if u all are hipocrits,And there is the bisexuals,They are not unusual,They are not lesbian or gay,They are sort of straight so what is there to hate, People who are on deathrow countin their days,did u think u were gonna run but ur gonna die anyways,there is no escaping the consequences,stuck behind metal bars and electric fences,now reality has come to your senses,look who had payed attention |
