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Teksty: Whiplash. Cult Of One. No One’s Idol.

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You?re the icon of shame, entirely to blame
Contaminating everything you touch
Socially rejected, consequently neglected
Undivided nations scorn the likes of such

Disgracing
Nauseating
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol
Pathetic
So eccentric
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol

Such an incriminating stare, toward your tangled, twisted hair
You?re on display for every man to criticize
When one?s life is a total waste,
A disgusting disgrace
What a sickening excuse for a human life

Immoral
Indecent
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol
Offensive
Repulsive
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol

You welcome filth with open arms, your mistakes do such harm
The stench of you makes stomachs toss and turn
Exit your presence let me breathe, don?t want none of your disease,
Look at your ragged filthy life when will you learn?

Disgracing
Nauseating
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol
Pathetic
So eccentric
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol
Immoral
Indecent
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol
Offensive
Repulsive
You?re no one?s idol ? No one?s idol