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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sheer Terror
Sheer Terror
Performer
Paul Bearer
Paul Bearer
Lead Vocals
Adam Blake
Adam Blake
Guitar
Mark Neuman
Mark Neuman
Bass Guitar
Jason Martin
Jason Martin
Drums

Lyrics

Degradation- not again. Explanation- not once more. It was a first and last something I didn't need. I won't apologize. I won't accept your lies. I don't give a fuck (about) how much you need. I will have it my way, or I won't have it at all. I would piss on your grave- and I'll laugh when you fall. I've got my own life, I've got my own gripes, I don't really give a fuck about your pain. You are my enemy- you are my blasphemy I would rather kill you than hear you complain. I'd pour salt in your wounds, the pleasure it would bring. Get it through your thick skull, I don't owe you a thing. When will you fucking realize that I don't owe you a thing. When will you just fucking understand that I don't owe you a thing.
Writer(s): Alan Blake, Mark Neuman, Paul Bearer, Mike Walter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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