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• Artiste: Angelus Apatrida
• Titre: Killer Instinct
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You hear the sound of the keys in the lock Once again he comes as drunk as a lord "Hey bitch! Guess who has come home! I hope the dinner is ready and hot!" You tremble with fear as he grabs his belt This is time could be your last breath Insults and lashes become your every day Your children cry as you are beaten again Not brave, she's not of your own The killer instinct is your disorder Mental disease ain't a proof of love You made your monster, sentenced to death You can end this wretched life right here You are stronger than your fear One day you have to stop this carnage It's time to face it with courage Not brave, she's not of your own The killer instinct is your disorder Mental disease ain't a proof of love You made your monster, sentenced to death Don't you ever lay a finger on her Take a look to all those scars you made Shut up! I don't wanna hear your shit! Step back, you deserve to die! Cut his throat, take his tongue And pull it through the hole Tears his balls, put them in his dirty mouth Grab a rope around his neck And throw him off the wall Unwelcome abusers and batterers to this home Not brave, she's not of your own The killer instinct is your disorder Mental disease ain't a proof of love You made your monster, sentenced to death