Текст (слова) песни: Malevolent Creation - Compulsive
Hypocritical views Everyone that you betrayed all your words mean nothing I ignore the things you say Full of ignorance Blow out of proportion King of nothing compulsive lying trash
Dr. Jeckyl Mr. Hyde Always talking shit disregard for others Living in sin Two faced backstabber Running out of tricks One day they will hit you Like a tonn of bricks
Freak of nature Contemplaiting disarray By manipulation You get your pathetic way
Two faced......
People you offend Driven to a frolic state Hands around your neck Taste my wrath and feel my hate
Behind your lies locked inside this private hell Nothing you regret Ineer truth will never spin
Hypocritical..... ....tonn of bricks
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