The Juvenile Hell Lyrics

Bloodpit

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Lyrics to The Juvenile Hell
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I expect to taste a refined flavor Something from the finest dishes on earth I've got no menu. The servant evades me So I don?t have to pay the bill Carnal component breed Wine, God, my guide Jaws, my glass A frog in my mouth eats the fly on my plate God, this is the juvenile hell People bending all around. A garden for dolls The superficial group is here right when the music starts I want out. Can't handle this nonstop beat This paralysis kills me fast and you just twitch Carnal component breed Gone are the bounds Modern human being Cheap productions rampant God, this is the juvenile hell




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