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P.O.V. 2005I'm not fucking down with youAll the crap from your bullshit crew Don't wanna be a part of things you do Fuck you and your point of view You're telling me you're the master race Well I believe you're the world's disgrace Hollow lies, facist salutes Fuck you and your point of view Left, right on you march You're from a bygone age Ain't you heard the news There ain't no master race How many died in World War Two Fuck you and your point of view Left, right on you march Reliving glory days Ain't you heard the news There ain't no master race Sieg heil, hands held high Wipe you out without a trace Persecute cunts like you I hope that hell awaits Puta Fuck you I'm not fucking down with you All the crap from your bullshit crew Don't wanna be a part of things you do Fuck you and your point of view Left, right on you march Reliving glory days Ain't you heard the news There ain't no master race Sieg heil, hands held high Wipe you out without a trace Persecute cunts like you I hope that hell awaits Fuck you |