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The Lowest Of Low

from Admission Of Guilt by Infernal Diatribe

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A night spent alone, can’t find the right one.
Permission to fuck just isn’t as fun.
Stock up on pills and crawl through the night.
Slide through the gutters and hide from the light.
A sick fucking human, perverted since birth.
The piles of shit that cover this earth.
A sick fucking human, perverted since birth.
The piles of shit that cover this earth.

Force it in, the best that you’re giving it.
Force it in, it’s the best that you’ve got.
Force it in, against her will.
Force it in, you’re the lowest of low.

A night spent alone, can still smell her scent.
Can’t taste the absence of the missing consent.
You’re the dirt in the hole, the spit on the floor.
Mistake in the room that everyone ignores.
Blood on your hands. You’re covered in guilt.
Another mother fucker thinking with his dick.
You’re the death at the wake, your mother’s mistake.
A phony fucking prick, an ignorant fake.

One, two, fuck you.

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from Admission Of Guilt, released March 19, 2016

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