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letra de push this - god doesn't cry (usa)

everybody’s just so f-cking sure of themselves
got a fix for every problem comin’ out of the well
but only in the hypothetical context otherwise
they philosophy their actions until it’s someone else’s fault that
sh-t hit the fan and now we’re f-cked
now everybody’s lashing out like rabid dogs
and we’re k!lling each other over the perceived threat of someone else’s thoughts

wounded animal
lashing out
antic-p-ting violent beatings to the snout
calling out
for futile help
your only chance of living is to sell yourself

everyone’s so invested in affairs that don’t involve them at all

inane stupid f-ckin people with a god d-mn superiority complex
absolutely no thought put into your decision making process
so insistent that you make me in your image well
i just let your ego speak for itself, a walking show and tell, you can go to f-cking h-ll before i
fold

living the big boy life that you flex
exaggerate the greatness of your existence
degrade me and everyone that i love
because we aren’t a duplicate of all of the above
back up b-tch before you get shot
i’ll have you backtracking so quick you see your own snot
everybody wants to challenge but n0body wants to step up
just a waste of sp-ce and matter and time
pull up on yo sh-t when i feel like it
make you spend every waking minute
regretting the nasty sh-t you did and degrading you down
to a little f-cking b-tch

you control
my every thought
dangle my life in my face with every mistake i f-cking make
calling out
the virtue signal
that you call a principle

how narcissistic do you have to be
to behave as if there were such a thing
as a universally applicable belief
your willful ignorance is sickening
jesus f-cking christ
does it ever end with you neanderthals?
god d-mn it

you push me until i snap
and then you look at me like i’m the maniac?!
well f-ck that sh-t you troglodyte
i’m not going down without a fight
who told you that you know more about me than i do? motherf-cker you do not
i’ve got zero percent tolerance for your asinine pseudo-enlightenment, i’m
not through with you, don’t you dare walk away from me when i’m talking to
you, motherf-cker i’ve had enough, you berate me for an answer and then freak out when i give it to you
well let’s answer all the questions right f-cking here and now
get the f-ck out of my face with your beer stunk breath little b-tch don’t know when to quit
i’m sick of it, i’m putting an end to this sh-t with a little lip and a lotta bite, all of it done completely out of spite
cause i’m taking my f-cking time, not listening to a word of anyone’s advice, cause n0body knows me like i f-cking know me and anyone who says otherwise is a god complexed pr-ck who thinks their perception of people to be superior to yours and mine combined and will talk in your ear and shame and defame you until you’re on their f-cking side
you’re impossible to please
parasites like you are a f-cking disease
your standards require a break in the laws of physics to possibly meet
my right to exist is not subjective to your f-cking opinion
i strive to disengage from your festering hypercritical nightmare
punk wanna try to play your game you gonna have to play it somewhere else
i told you once before i’ll tell you once again that you’ve got me mistaken for somebody else
this b-tch isn’t gonna be walked on by a little f-ck who got the prestige title for doing nothing but being born, calling me a f-cking wh0re i’ll show that i’ve got a little more than what you f-cking bargained for
and i’m p-ssed cause the way you got me livin’s got me feeling like i’m living dead
you’re charging my position to pitch in your meaningless ideas to mold me to the picture-perfect mannequin you see inside your head, i’m here to tell you now motherf-cker that he doesn’t exist, i demand you to desist

digging the graves to dump all of the assailants
who call foul play when you’re taking drastic measures just to get away
and twist the story until it’s someone else’s f-cking fault

you cowards let your shame consume you
cover it up with a fist and a cig a knife and a gun
do whatever the f-ck you want cause you’ve taken almost everything i had left to love
(i’ve been drowning in your shadow for as long as i’ve been alive)

come on, come one, come all motherf-cker i dare you to push this

(i’ve got no more reason to be afraid of anything you can do)

rejecting the pseudo-sociology
constructed rules made to vilify you and i
digging our way out through the dirty seams
and starting the generation that ends this nonsense

- god doesnt cry usa

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