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von Ministry

You′re down there shooting blanks from broken guns
You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one
Don't want to know what some sick sniper fuck considers fun
Prob′ly throw a party, served melted ice cream over crumbs

Just crumbs
Just crumbs


You prob'ly lick more ass than anyone
I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue
No matter what you order the same thing will come
A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs

Just crumbs
Just crumbs

"I never had a life.I don't even know what life is."
"Have you? Have you? Have you?"
"I have what you′d call a life."
"Everyday of my life."
"I have what you′d call a life."