Lyrics:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Overdose and punch a nose
Then kill yourself with a garden hose
You play your shows and think you know,
What's right or wrong
What's friend from foe
You look at me and think you see
A long haired tall enemy
You break the scene
And step on dreams
You're living in a fantasy

Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at

Regular
Spicy
Medium, nuts
I don't give a fuck
I just want some french fries
Maybe a sunday too...
Get
The
Fuck
Back

Yeaaaaahhh
Uh

My clothes don't fit
I'm into morphine
This world is shit
And I'm not clean
You all are fake is what I mean
Thrash and skate
We all are fiends
Yeah you fought but for the stream
All your thoughts are incomplete
I am hurt and I'm nothing
At least one day I'll be something

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I
Won't
Give
You
My
Crack
Biiiiiiiittttccccccchhhh

Ugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Motherfuckerrrr

Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at
Where the bathroom at

Where The Bathroom At

(Lyrics) 

fuck (x3)

come on mr.peterson what you gonna do
the money's on the table and your daughter is too
running around going crazy while you're tryna find me 
you gotta better chance finding std
moshing in the lunchroom gonna start a riot 
moshing in the library please keep quiet
hunting mr.peterson if things go south 
i'm brandishing a shotgun to take myself out

fuck (x3)

i stepped into the office 
and then he wasn't there 
after all these accusations 
these thoughts i couldn't bare
i told him twice to stop it
but he didn't care 
so i grabbed mr.peterson 
and threw him down the stairs

punch the air
fuck the sky 
punch the death
make me cry (x2)

the tables are turning the cards are set
no hope for mr.peterson no not yet 
the note is on the paper. they want my head
fuck mr.peterson until he's dead 
walking down the hallway just to kick the floor 
kick mr.peterson a thousand times more
mothers are worried children aren't safe
walking my dog, just decide my fate

*inaudible screaming and ranting*
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Mr.Peterson - Children of The Flesh

Ache

*LYRICS*
V1
The gen-of-the-ration
Has had enough of you
We've been through the horrors
Of what you put us through
It's time to, just end it
No more planet; doom..

CHORUS
End.. 
Of the world
End..
The fucking world

V2
I'm bruised 
I'm ugly
I  hate the world around
Our stomachs are folding
We never make a sound
I want to just end it 
Legend of a town

*BREAKDOWN*

It never...
Ends

MOVE 

End,
End of (X3)
End of the world :)

Children of The Flesh

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