Album : No Regrets
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Fuck it
Im fucked in the head
From the dirt you fed
Now i'm back from the dead
Don't try to reason with me
You'll get nowhere fast and your gonna be sorry

Fuck you
Cause i'm a fuckin slave
Back from the grave
and I cant be saved

So far-so gone-so what

The demon's got a hold of me
There ain't no cure for my disease
I'm 6-6-sick
I'm bleeding from internally
and burning in eternity
I'm 6-6-sick

Fuck it
I tear apart the blame
I'll infect your brain
I wanna spread the pain
Don't try to run from me
You'll get nowhere fast and it's gonna get ugly
Fuck you
I wanna eat your soul
I'm gonna take control
and i won't let go

So far-so gone-so what

The demon's got a hold of me
There ain't no cure for my disease
I'm 6-6-sick
I'm bleeding from internally
and burning in eternity
I'm 6-6-sick
Fuck it   Im fucked in the head   From the dirt you fed   Now i'm back from the dead   Don't try to reason with me   You'll get nowhere fast and your gonna be sorry      Fuck you   Cause i'm a fuckin slave   Back from the grave   and I cant be saved      So far-so gone-so what      The demon's got a hold of me   There ain't no cure for my disease    I'm 6-6-sick   I'm bleeding from internally   and burning in eternity    I'm 6-6-sick      Fuck it   I tear apart the blame   I'll infect your brain   I wanna spread the pain   Don't try to run from me   You'll get nowhere fast and it's gonna get ugly   Fuck you   I wanna eat your soul   I'm gonna take control   and i won't let go      So far-so gone-so what      The demon's got a hold of me   There ain't no cure for my disease   I'm 6-6-sick   I'm bleeding from internally   and burning in eternity   I'm 6-6-sick
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