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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death -  Twist The Knife
 Gut level, below it all.
 
 Out of duty - just here.
 
 Feeling like a knifes being twisted in the hole of how it is.
 
 False hope, an inch of pride
 
 That died when I left to hide from non stop battering
 
 Of conditioned opinion.
 
 Rest assured but not assured,
 
 All is well,
 
 But I think weve dealt with the fear
 
 For far too long.
 
 Unborn suffer the norm.
 
 Born to this - I thin not!
 
 I stand against till the shit drops.
 
 We see all but do nothing,
 
 In the hole of "how it is".
 
 
    
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