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Hate Speach For Hollywood

the new renaissance pushed the envelope too far actions speak louder than words under my thumb from your torture I must confess im obsessed cant stop thinking about you for one day No need for us to buy records or movies just disgusting disgusting couldn't take away your game the irony is i'll never forget you and i know who to blame if i were you id make your amends id say what you need to say or do to recoil from this predator cause we got a problem Obsessively i cant stop myself actions speak louder than words your words suck your creativity blackmailing yourself you like to play the victom go after my heart sell your drugs and guns to someone else no wonder you never come visit me you know i know what you did to me you know i know whose guilty you know its you living with yourself for the fame must be punishment enough anything for money i'll do it for free take my power back couldnt see the madman coming for you and i dont care so easy to get to nazi regimen that makes me puke uncle hitler had a sense of humor martyring me you just never go away actions speak louder than words so go ahead and kill yourselves in your horror crap man made bs leaving you unable to fix yourself i wont fix you too obsessed for the fact your getting rich to push the envelope in all the wrong ways and the crime of the century your selling OCD cut throat the only way you feel good about yourself is to have someone applaud you and surprisingly you have no clue the music stores are going out of style your fashism that we trade couldnt help yourself worth all the diamonds in the world your dieing for to throw me away who would notice that one life the heart of a war where noone cares until my revenge takes place obsessively collecting buckets of spit you make me sick if fur is murder than what have you done to me obsessively compulsively hating myself not good enough never a good day all my smiles you took away all my good days you took away I wont play the victom of your musical genocide have a nice day live with yourself if you can i dont care about you twice as much as you think Worldwide propoganda for you to sell a lie psychology used to hurt and thats what your a part of good for money is worth more than another life you may not kick your dog cause its not right and you push the envelope pretending to be scared getting away with whatever you want caause you have bombs

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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