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Şarkı Sözleri Messages The bastards in the yard, they circle the house and cars They'll make a check today, yet spend it on themselves A hostage of cocaine, bumps off buck knives A skinny and rancid whores, a child at the porn store It's coming, wait for them to kill the innocent man The kid next door, a finalization, we're the battered herd It's coming, wait for them to kill the most in us The riveting shock, for half a block My synapsis is full from years, years, years, years Hermaphrodite in the window of cause A borrowed theme song, a twisted tide Throw me to the dogs today I could care less now Throw me to the dogs today I could care less now