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Proletariate Kill My Friends


I resent your face
What's left to say
You self centred cunt
I've had enough

You can kiss goodbye
To me you just f..cking died
You've dug a grave
Dead and buried is where you'll stay

I hope you like your maggot friends
I hope they eat your flesh
You can rot in the mess you've made
I won't be fooled again

You're the victim of my hate
Don't f..cking talk to me again
I'm tired of you
You're a pathetic excuse

You call me your friends
To me you're f..cking dead
Six feet underground
Not a word not a sound

I hope you like your maggot friends
I hope they eat your flesh
You can rot in the mess you've made
I won't be fooled again

Six feet underground
Not a word not a sound

Napalm, Set this shit on fire

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