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Letra de Grind (Ayria Remix)

I'm a nice boy, a nice girl next door with a weapon I am not human anymore I traded my attitude and I traded my spine Placid, weak as piss, wanna fuck in my car? Start begging or you can scream, big shot - the choice is yours Office carnage painted in bloody fright I'm a rabid rat in a salary-sacrificed convertible Paint my boss in tar and set him alight(Grind) head down, tail up, define your purpose (Slave) 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone (Grind) head down, tail up, define your status (Slave) 'til your wallet is full and your soul is goneI'm Satan's secretary, I've covered my pen with chili I am gonna jam it up your colon Turn me into a psycho time-bomb in a three-piece Qu'est-ce que c'est with a nasty surprise, piss in your coffee Don't call the help desk, 'cause they've got some big problems Get up off your knees (God can't save you 'cause she's shopping) You can suck my cock, 'cause I'm tired of sucking yours Ticking boxes, sting you up with your heels clickingBurn like the books in the town square I don't care(Grind) head down, tail up, define your purpose (Slave) 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone (Grind) head down, tail up, define your status (Slave) 'til your wallet is full and your soul is gone(Sheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to) (Just another micro-penis in a sports car)Breakfast becomes morning (tea becomes lunch becomes) Light snack (becomes) dinner (time becomes) dessert becomes Midnight snack becomes 5 a.m. dump (One more day wasted) one more day closer to death(Burn like the books in the town square) (I don't care)(Grind) head down, tail up (define your purpose) (Slave 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone) (Grind) head down, tail up (define your status) (Slave) 'til your wallet is full and your soul is gone(Grind) head down, tail up, define your purpose (Slave) 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone (Grind) head down, tail up, define your status (Slave) 'til your wallet is full and your soul is goneSheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to (Just another micro-penis in a sports car) Sheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to (Just another micro-penis in a sports car) (Sheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to) (Just another micro-penis in a sports car)