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Listening to: Ramnstein
and the bed sheets drench in my tears, as the blood runs down my lips to stain them to my soul. empower to die, so are you breathing? i couldn't harm you youve done me down for good so this is is what your afraid of? this? this is nothing how i am you can't handle it? well the world isn't gonna lick your ass. or bite your tongue like i do so i know you have a craving to draw my blood who wouldn't, everyone wants to , its like they think i'm not who i am are you who you are? you use words and twist them to pretend your deep but theyre just out of order and then when they find out your just pathetic all those compliments to make the illusion your the bigger person so i am just as bad because if you asked me? i'd lie to your face...
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