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Performed By: Product of Pain
Length: 2:01
Written by: Stefan Carlsson




Product of Pain - Chosen Lyrics




Yuh
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev be lookin' pretty hollow, like a whore he f*ckin' swallows up his demons, f*ck tomorrow
Pain addicted, need no sorrow, oxycontin got him covered, never had a f*ckin' father!

Mesmerized, in love with rape
Hatred drowned him in a lake
People up, now he be chased...
All the demons blocked his way!

No one feels his f*ckin' pain, all his friends? They all insane
"Push him down, I want his cake!"

Genocide I killed the game!

I am the chosen bomb sender
Now I've been marked an offender
So I got loaded with guns by my vendor
Ready to strike, filled with dread, this day marked on my f*ckin' calendar
You just another pretender
My simple gaze is enough to make you f*ckin' surrender
Got so many problems, I put'em in a blender
Then I mix it up, chug it down to feel better

Genocide in my mind
Tired of f*cking life
I just wanna
Suicide
F*ck my life
F*ck my life

F*ck
My
Life
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Yuh
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev is going mental
Sev be lookin' pretty hollow, like a whore he f*ckin' swallows up his demons, f*ck tomorrow
Pain addicted, need no sorrow, oxycontin got him covered, never had a f*ckin' father!

Mesmerized, in love with rape
Hatred drowned him in a lake
People up, now he be chased...
All the demons blocked his way!

No one feels his f*ckin' pain, all his friends? They all insane
"Push him down, I want his cake!"

Genocide I killed the game!

I am the chosen bomb sender
Now I've been marked an offender
So I got loaded with guns by my vendor
Ready to strike, filled with dread, this day marked on my f*ckin' calendar
You just another pretender
My simple gaze is enough to make you f*ckin' surrender
Got so many problems, I put'em in a blender
Then I mix it up, chug it down to feel better

Genocide in my mind
Tired of f*cking life
I just wanna
Suicide
F*ck my life
F*ck my life

F*ck
My
Life
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Writer: Stefan Carlsson
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