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FUCK YOU
Fuck this place,
This place we call earth,
Full of death and misery,
From the day of your birth,
Because, what’s it all about?
Can you tell me?
Can you fuck?
You’re too blind to see,
But you tell me to pray,
To the almighty one,
The one who crucified,
His own fucking son,
Well fuck you, fuck them,
When I die I don’t want to be born again,
On this planet we call earth,
Man fucks woman,
Woman gives birth,
Another child,
Born into this hell,
Another child sentenced,
Locked in a cell,
And you tell me to pray,
For god is so true,
Well if I ever meet him,
I’ll tell him “FUCK YOU”.
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