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Tool Bottom

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you feed me ... but I survive on it , and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed.. and I feel ugly, and dead inside. Shit adds up at the bottom

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poison you feed me ... but I survive on it , and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed.. and I feel ugly, and dead inside. Shit adds up at the bottom

Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool

Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool

a fusille (hen hen hen hen) Sape comme le keuf des Y.M.C.A ! A base de cuirs serres, a l'epoque banal, Et des bottes comme celles de Francis Lalanne

sledge hammer I'm no tool, that you pound I'm not your blacktop, for hopscotch So don't jump all over me I'm not the place where the dogs roam At the bottom

: Have a drink, they?re buying Bottom of, bottle of denial Big guy, big eye watching me Have to wonder what it sees Progress laced with ramifications