Lyrics Personal Stuff - Graf Orlock

Personal Stuff - Graf Orlock
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Personal Stuff, artist - Graf Orlock. Album song Destination Time Yesterday, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 02.01.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Vitriol
Song language: English

Personal Stuff

Billy Bedlam, diamond dog, cirus the virus, garland green.
Nothing quite like
seeing a grown man piss his pants.
Hes a fort of misplaced rage, name your clich,
mother held him too much, or not at all, late night sneaky uncle,
now hes so angry,
moments of levity cause him pain.
Fuck you trailer trash, gag and bag this nazi muffin.
I’d rather crush his larynx with my boot.
What is this shit?
Its my daugter, I don’t care if it’s the weeping mamma of Christ.
What if I told you insane was working 50 hours a week for 50 years?
Now you talk semantics.
What the fuck was that?

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Artist lyrics: Graf Orlock