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Tekstovi: Korn. Kill You.

Living life, don't you cry
My life, pain is god
Many nights, painful bouts with you
Bury me, give him love

In denial, tried to be your friend
Tried to be a good boy
All I see, hate deep inside
Startle me, somebody save me

Now these memories still
I hide they bury me

All I want to do is kill you
(In the background: You are not my real mother, I'll beat and stab and fuck her (x 4))

Looking back, I was never ever right, you were my step mom
who always wanted me out of your sight
I would come walkin' in and I would say hello but you slap me
And make some fucked up comment about my clothes then I tried to look
The best but the pictures in my mind were with you with a knife up your ass
Laying dead, so I popped some more caps in your ass but your son is such a fuck
Mother fucking Bitch, NEVER TRY TO PLAY ME!!!

You make me lie, it hurt so
All I want to do, is kill you
I'd beat and stab and fuck her , you're not my real mother
I'd beat and stab and fuck her , you're not my real mother
I'd beat and stab and fuck her , you're not my real mother
Wish you were dead no, Right now!
How can I cry over someone I never loved!
How can I cry over someone I never loved!
Never loved

Never loved

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