Extrema sublevación
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Who the hell you think you are? Considering yourself a star But you're nothing more than a pile of shit And between true friends you don't fit Sure you can play nice But please do think twice 'cause what about your attitude Which has changed into a rock star mood Smash all kind of masters Even bigheaded bastards Selling tons of records Doesn't make you a God You're just like the rest Only missing the intelligent part Smash all kind of masters Even bigheaded bastards But we are AGATHOCLES We say "bollocks" to what the media says We're not a part of your show-bizz-ball We prefer to stay honest and small
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
Years & years I searched for this Found the right one? No I didn't Hypocrisy is all what remains Shall I be happier if I cut my veins? Are you my well of happiness? Here I sit again & cry Wondering what's the point of my life Are you the one I was searching for? Or another deception which I can't take no more Are you my well of happiness or not?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
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Who the hell you think you are? Considering yourself a star But you're nothing more than a pile of shit And between true friends you don't fit Sure you can play nice But please do think twice 'cause what about your attitude Which has changed into a rock star mood Smash all kind of masters Even bigheaded bastards Selling tons of records Doesn't make you a God You're just like the rest Only missing the intelligent part Smash all kind of masters Even bigheaded bastards But we are AGATHOCLES We say "bollocks" to what the media says We're not a part of your show-bizz-ball We prefer to stay honest and small
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
Years & years I searched for this Found the right one? No I didn't Hypocrisy is all what remains Shall I be happier if I cut my veins? Are you my well of happiness? Here I sit again & cry Wondering what's the point of my life Are you the one I was searching for? Or another deception which I can't take no more Are you my well of happiness or not?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
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