Trample The Weak, Hurdle The Dead - EP cover

Conspiracy To Kill Paroles

Among The Betrayed

Album Trample The Weak, Hurdle The Dead - EP

Paroles de Conspiracy To Kill

Sore head...I don't know why
Work hard until the day you die
Doesn't matter how hard you try
The one's on top care not if you get by
Hopeless suburban fuck
Who cares if you're down on luck?
We know nothing more than a slap in the face and a kick out the door!

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Kill You/Fuck You/Rape You
Conspiracy to Kill You/Fuck You/Rape You
Conspiracy to...

Chorus

Capture a picture in my mind
A place where only I can find
Superficial wasteland...not for me
Conspiracy to kill, fuels my need

No more laughter, no more please
Voices from the past haunting me
Political bullshit consumes our lives
Who ever sharpened northwest knives?
Never nothing, never know why
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Conspiracy to kill fuels my need motherfucker!
But I never did it before...Or did I?