Breeders Of Hate - Lyrics by Sick Of It All


Lyrics
my.....
these words of anger and fight towards the other man
I'm bent out of shape
I'm feeling irate
feel that blood flow
{Guns on the street, a message complete
Greed, self hatred tonite}
Save your insanity
you die for my needs

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