Sick of It All - Breeders of Hate
My.....
These words of anger and fight towards the other man
I'm bent out of shape
I'm feeling irate
Feel that blood flow
{Guns on the street, a message complete
Greed, self hatred tonite}
Save your insanity
You die for my needs
I have no idea.... submit your interpretations here
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