CRIPPLE BASTARDS lyrics : "September 18th 1993"
18th... September... 1993... 18th... September... 1993...
18th... September... 1993... 18th... September... 1993...
WHO'S GOT THE 50 DM ON CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR?? [x4]
[Then no lyrics, just vocalized hatred and insults]
COMMENTARY
Your nervous eyes in search of love -
always discontented, melancholic, bewildered.
Few minutes of pleasure and then... goodbye.
Your compensation is narrow, the effort inevitably pathetic.
September, 18th 1993. The visionary freedom of a filthy stupid (*##$.
Today charismatic !@(%e, tomorrow unwanted trash.
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