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Meantraitors, The - Guts For Sale

Sweating all over, I wake-up mad!

I was born without any reason
Simply being forced to live
I disliked the marks of any season
Well, I kept on being stiff
Boys around were growin? very fast
They?ve lost their age to run for gold
I?m as young as I was in the past
They?ve no sex, their eyes are old
I?m still proud of being male
I?ve got my guts for sale!

I enjoy to live without friends
There?s no one I still believe
No more madmen who can get a sence
Of energy I want to give
Red hot slut is lying in my bed
The enemies can?t get inside
No more chance to make me really sad
Until my body fit to fight
I?m still proud of being male
I?ve got my guts for sale!

I will be forever mean
I won?t let the wankers in
Going crazy by the drive
Testing myself all the life

Every midday I look at the mirror
Seeing my impudent face
Do I look like an antisocial hero?
Did I come from outer space?
I?ve no fun to change the people?s mind
They always keep their mouth shut
I?ve no time to talk, I keep on running
Just to shake my boiling blood
I?m still proud of being male
I?ve got my guts for sale!

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