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Holier Than Thou The Hating Of The Guts

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Too Much. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Trop grande.
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sick all I can say is you get in my way sorry I couldn?t find words that were cool now I?ve revealed just how I really feel now you can hate me, it?s

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Hopeless. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Sans espoir.
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HELP! When I try to simplify the mess I see in front of me I wonder why I even try and wallow in futility it makes me feel so hopeless yeah, it makes

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Super Ego. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Super Ego.
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the face of dying gives to you in time the means to justify YOUR LIFE [x3] the means to justify YOUR LIFE [x3] conveniences and lies in this land where

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Drug Court. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Drug Court.
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forgot an appointment with your P.O. they went to your house, but you were not home they searched, in the fridge found your roommate?s beer arrested,

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Rat Patrol. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Rat Patrol.
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WE (the rat patrol) ARE (the rat patrol) THE (the rat patrol) RAT (the rat patrol) PATROL! we ride through the streets as a snarling pack looking for

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Conditioned. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Conditionné.
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I know nothing and And I hear nothing And I say nothing Because I feel nothing I feel conditioned by your ignorance To what you say and do And you don

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Nation Of Liars. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Nation de menteurs.
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you have only met me once, we didn?t like each other much so when you heard a bullshit lie, from the world?s most bullshit guy you didn?t hesitate to

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. It's A Crime. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Il s'agit d'un crime.
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I come out at night, I put on my wings then A demon in flight, searching for victims Select likely places to conduct my crimes Pack up my cares and I

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Infinity Plus Seven Divided By The Root Of All Evil. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Infinity Plus Sept divisé par la racine de tout mal.
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Well, I?m trapped inside the vicious cycle Locked in the flow I do nothing to escape, doesn?t seem to be a way Sucks me down into the gyre, can?t fight

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Holier Than Thou?. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Plus saint que toi?.
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we trust? is this what our scene is? i can?t believe this you call that punk? you?re all fucking chumps! KNOW THYSELF AND DO WHAT THOU WILT FOR WHO IS HOLIER THAN THOU

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Board To Death. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Conseil To Death.
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I just wanna skate I don?t wanna go to school Don?t wanna be someplace When I?m treated like a fool Don?t need the aggravation Just need some wheel rotation

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Dumb Motherfucker. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Motherfucker Dumb.
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you?re 43 and you act like a kid never responsible for what you did full of excuses, you keep asking ?why?? why everyone thinks you?re such a bad guy

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Speed Kills (But Who's Dying). Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. La vitesse tue (mais qui meurt).
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when I drive on the freeway and when someone is in my way and when I stand in line each day and when I cannot live freely HURRY THE FUCK UP! [x12] I

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Holier Than Thou?. The Hating Of The Guts. Finish Your Life. Plus saint que toi?. Le Haïr des tripes. Terminer votre vie.
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I look in the mirror and see nothing but waste grey hairs on my head, wrinkles on my face grow old by the day as I let time slip by rarely do I stop