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Lyricist: Sascha Konietzko
Lyrics:
Sex, drugs and blood Industrial noise Who wouldn't wanna run with the boys? One in a million, one of a kind Fear no evil, blow my mind I'm a man and I got class I use feelings to wipe my ass Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me I am personified, bona fide catastrophe, yeah Burning brain, born of pain, raised in chains, I am here today Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me Don't bite the hand that treats you right Either live by or good night It's the end of the ride Douches fasten in the night I'm a man and I got class I use feelings to wipe my ass Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me I am personified, bona fide catastrophe, yeah Burning brain, born of pain, raised in chains, I am here today Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me
Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me I am personified, bona fide catastrophe, yeah Burning brain, born of pain, raised in chains, I am here today Don't turn your back, don't turn your back on me
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