Dirty mind makes me feeling fine
I need someone to kick my ass and laugh
Feeling sick cause you talk to much
Try to kill myself with a promise of nation
Hurry! kill me, fill my blood with pain
Deny, betray, fill my heart with hate
Cryin, hopin a part of destiny
Scumbag, bastard, duancuk motherfucker!
Feel the hate!
Thirty junkie in the five star hotels
Scratch their hand with a rusted blade
Die in pain is the end of story
Mixng alcohol with a liquid pest
Hurry! kill me, fill my blood with pain
Deny, betray, fill my heart with hate
Cryin, hopin a part of destiny
Scumbag, bastard, duancuk motherfucker!
Feel the hate!
Feel the pain!