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Villás Zsolt
Villás Zsolt
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Szűcs Attila
Szűcs Attila
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Szabó Ruben Balázs
Szabó Ruben Balázs
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Tóth Péter Benedek
Tóth Péter Benedek
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Lyrics

Dear Mr. President give me some advice
Should I sell my soul to you or what to sacrifice?
Oh, I think I know now what's the best for you
A bullet in your head, and I would be happy too
The poor are below the kings are up
But up there is nice, so they don't give a fuck
Every word they've said we better forget
What you see isn't what you get
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
I'm gonna throw up if you say another word you fucker,
I can't take this shit anymore
Innocent children still have faith
Till they realize the world's controlled by hate
Babies explode, mothers cry
I'm ashamed of being human, I can't deny
Decapitated rats lying on the streets
The air isn't fresh 'cause of napalm, it's killing everything
All the pigs are lying, there is nothing new
What the fuck is wrong with you
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
This is the end
When your sun just slowly dies
Everyone stops to pretend
And you’ll face all your lies
Written by: Szabó Ruben Balázs, Szűcs Attila, Tóth Péter Benedek, Villás Zsolt
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