Isnt it funny to amuse me
To think you can abuse me
Trial after trial,
These cop cars have me thinking
You don’t know what you’re doing
Time after time,
And the fire starts spreading
We're close to beheading
Life over life
Disease of my destruction,
My mothers been crying,
My father’s still rotting,
And I’m too far from resurrection.
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
Isnt it funny to amuse me
To think you can abuse me
Trial after trial,
These cop cars have me thinking
You don’t know what you’re doing
Time after time,
And the fire starts spreading
We're close to beheading
Life over life
Disease of my destruction,
My mothers been crying,
My father’s still rotting,
And I’m too far from resurrection.
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