You might be going to take this wrong.
But I think I really need to say this.
'Cause these sadists're going to
spit on my souls.
They're making sause from masochists around'em.
They just keep branding what they did.
I got this feeling of being of abandoned.
They're surrounded by believers.
I'm not buying it.
I saw the reverse of their faces.
They're racists.
Sadists.
I say this.
And I don't know what to say.
But I.

I'm doing my job.
But they ruined my jaw.
And I'm not joking.
Now I am choking my neck myself.
Jump into the fucking jar full of jerks and liquor.
I'm trying to drink'em up.
And I don't know what to say.
But I say this.
'Cause these sadists are going to.

I really need to say this.
'Cause these sadists are going to
fuck anybody.
Never stop making money.
Never stop counting money.
Never rock anybody.
And I can't stand it anymore.
Now I say this.
'Cause these sadists are going to.