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So you think this is life where you fight to survive
Where you give blowjobs to anyone that gives you a ride
When you open your legs up so wide to make him happy
To feel you're good enough,
To feel that you're not a waste of time,
To feel that you count, but you're not more but a cunt
Your life is pointless, you're words are nonsense
Your thoughts are mindless,i watch your distress
Funny as fuck

When you finally realize your life
Doesn't worth a bucket filled with shit
I wanna look right into your eyes
And scream to your face: you worth nothing

You kno' it's either a psychological problem
Or you're just

A FUCKING CUNT

If i could just understand why do you act like this
Maybe i would be a bit more sympathetic
But now i think you are just pathetic
Everytime when i look at you i start feeling sick
If i could just feel your mixed up feelings
Maybe i would be able to imagine
How do you feel whenever you look at me?
Oh, don't you think that you are just pathetic?!

Ooohhh
Don't ya think
That you are just pathetic?!

Every time i look at you
I have a strange feeling

Like my lunch would climb up from my stomach
To break out and set itself free
Heading towards your face
With only one goal, to replace
The makeup on your dumb face
Like my lunch would climb up from my stomach
To break out and set itself free
Heading towards your face
With only one goal, to replace
The makeup on your dumb face


If i could just understand why do you act like this
Maybe i would be a bit more sympathetic
But now i think you are just pathetic
Everytime when i look at you i start feeling sick
If i could just feel your mixed up feelings
Maybe i would be able to imagine
How do you feel whenever you look at me?
Oh, don't you think that you are just pathetic?!


You fucking whore
I wanna watch your rotting corpse
As the maggots devour it
I will never forgive
I will never forget
You made me turn into a soulles wreckage
You worth simply nothing

If i could just understand why do you act like this
Maybe i would be a bit more sympathetic
But now i think you are just pathetic
Everytime when i look at you i start feeling sick
If i could just feel your mixed up feelings
Maybe i would be able to imagine
How do you feel whenever you look at me?
Oh, don't you think that you are just pathetic?!

BITCH!

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from No One Is Taller Than The Last Man Standing, released March 10, 2015

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Scars Left Behind Budapest, Hungary

Zsolt Olah - vocals
Peter Szekely - guitar/vocals
Gyorgy Mede - guitar
Bence Baumann - bass
Zoltan Kiraly - drums

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