Disembodied

Tell me all your fucking problems
and ill listen with and open ear
then Ill tell you where to take them
cause I don fuckin care
You make me sick
with all your standards
sick with all your rules.
sick with all your propaganda
you fucking fools...
you make me sick! (x4)
One shot and fuck the rest
if thats how its gotta be
fuck your hierchy
what makes you think your better than me?
who are you to judge me?
who died and made you god?
Fuck you.
Ill see you in hell
now i see through your facade
you make me sick
mothafucker!
You dont know the pain ive felt
you dont know the strain ive delt
so fuck you
fuck you (x3)
You dont know what the fuck ive been through
so fuck you.
[ Cynic Lyrics ]