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Lyrics for 'Twist The Knife (Slowly)' by 'Napalm Death'
Gut Level, Below It All.
Out Of Duty - Just Here.
Feeling Like A Knife's Being Twisted In The Hole Of How It Is.
False Hope, An Inch Of Pride
That Died When I Left To Hide From Non Stop Battering
Of Conditioned Opinion.
Rest Assured But Not Assured,
All Is Well,
But I Think We've Dealt With The Fear
For Far Too Long.
Unborn Suffer The Norm.
Born To This - I Thin Not!
I Stand Against Till The Shit Drops.
We See All But Do Nothing,
In The Hole Of "how It Is".
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