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    I hate my toys
    You keep talking buy I dont like your noise
    You kept raising your full damned voice
    Stop talking my head has boiled

    You're full of shit
    Your liberal ass think you better than this
    Have nothing better than being on the list
    Of people who my mama calls sick little pricks

    You think you know what we're feeling
    You have no idea what's like to be the rest
    No expectations we're living
    You'd better apologize to the God you pray

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    I hate my toys
    You keep talking but I dont like your noise
    You kept raising your full damned voice
    Stop talking my head has boiled

    Full of shit
    Your liberal ass think you're better than this
    Have nothing better than being on the list
    Of people who my mama called sick little pricks

    You think you know what we're feeling
    Have no idea what is like to be the rest
    No expectations we're living
    You'd better apologize to the God we pray

    To the God we pray
    To the God we pray
    To the God we pray
    We pray!

    This is not a manifesto!
    This is not a manifesto!
    This is not a manifesto!
    This is not a manifesto!

    Song details

    Composition: Buna Zarth, Leandro Kehl, and Deivis Kappes

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