Hypocrites from DIS.AGREE by Dis.Agree

I don't fit in this Society
I have no Eye for Reality
A strong personality
On the Edge to Insanity!

I love this World to be a Place
With enough space for every race
Instead we tryin War
So begin to count your days!

Dead Eyes, no Future inside
You need to sell your Soul for cash, land and oil!

Hypocrite!
You make me sick!
Hypocrite!
You make me sick!

I'd love the World to Rest in Peace
For you and me and every been
Instead you burn your homes and trees
And the Air we need to breathe!

Hypocrite!
You make me sick!
Hypocrite!
You make me sick

I don't fit in this Society
I have no Eye for Reality
A strong personality
On the Edge to Insanity!

I don't fit in this Society
I have no Eye for Reality
A strong personality
On the Edge to Insanity!

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