Текст песни Ill Niño - Frustrated

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I'm sick of law, I'm sick of rules I'm sick of politics in our schools And I just feel like breaking something I'm sick of love I'm sick of hate I'm sick of everything in my way Look at what I've got myself at So question yourself So question your God So question your will I could fucking kill it It's getting stray I can't explain Too late to question our fucking fate You want to know Just fucking think Cause I can't answer a fucking thing So ask yourself So ask your God Cause I could only care fucking less This is getting so frustrating Where is my God when I need him the fucking most? I'm desolated, isolated Nothing matters, and I will make it All my questions lead to nowhere I'm contemplating, separating My religion breeds from nothing Would I really be heard somewhere? So reap what you sow Get back what you give And pay what you won't Don't you love your country? It's getting stray I can't explain Too late to question our fucking fate You want to know Jjust fucking think Cause I can't answer a fucking thing So ask yourself So ask your God Cause I could only care fucking less This is getting so frustrating Where is my God when I need him the fucking most?

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