Message to Harry Manback

Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda?
You think you're cool, right?
When you kicked out people out of the house
I tell you this, one of three Americans is dying out of cancer, you know?
Asshole, and you're gonna be one of those
I didn't have the courage to kick your ass directly
Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know?
You know you're gonna have another accident?
You know I'm involved with black magic?
Fuck you, die, bastard
You think you're so cool? Asshole
And if I ever see your fucking face around in Europe or Italy
Well I'll, that time I'm gonna kick your ass
Fuck you, fucking Americans, Yankee
You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise
Deep pain, no one did what you did to me
You wanna know something? Fuck you
I want your balls smashed, eat shit, bastard
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana
Hope somebody in your family dies soon
Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi su un aereo



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Writer(s): Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Daniel Carey, Justin Gunner Chancellor
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