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I'm sittin here, feet clear in front of me, nearly dead, gettin head eyes closed, why cant i see, wonderin the **** have you done to me. nose bleeding like a little ***** quick wipe All hyped, grab my knife quick fight turns up with eight dead bodies **** not my hobby, take em out back breathing, hardly. Cry out ****** fall to my knees, redundant i see, heart poundin thunderous beat, unconscious i preach, ******* nonsense, grab a knife stab a ***** with no common sense. Just a little tense, hope i dont make a mess, clean it up or confess. **** it Take a little breather Bag em up drop em off quiver With fear my dear its just as hard over here, stumble near an open beer down it quick passed the tip quick pour up, seconds done before i even heard the thud Bodies all gone ******* screamin better run. Done. Hardly tho Gettting dizzy walking slow. Hobos getting blown by some dusty hoes Split gone past it tho, hit a taxi and dash it quick, ****** off slash some ***** bust caps as quick, just hoping to get hit with some bullets and **** stab myself bleed black blood, air, ive got none, Death will never come Stuck here in this mind set I wake up in a cold sweat.
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
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I'm sittin here, feet clear in front of me, nearly dead, gettin head eyes closed, why cant i see, wonderin the **** have you done to me. nose bleeding like a little ***** quick wipe All hyped, grab my knife quick fight turns up with eight dead bodies **** not my hobby, take em out back breathing, hardly. Cry out ****** fall to my knees, redundant i see, heart poundin thunderous beat, unconscious i preach, ******* nonsense, grab a knife stab a ***** with no common sense. Just a little tense, hope i dont make a mess, clean it up or confess. **** it Take a little breather Bag em up drop em off quiver With fear my dear its just as hard over here, stumble near an open beer down it quick passed the tip quick pour up, seconds done before i even heard the thud Bodies all gone ******* screamin better run. Done. Hardly tho Gettting dizzy walking slow. Hobos getting blown by some dusty hoes Split gone past it tho, hit a taxi and dash it quick, ****** off slash some ***** bust caps as quick, just hoping to get hit with some bullets and **** stab myself bleed black blood, air, ive got none, Death will never come Stuck here in this mind set I wake up in a cold sweat.
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
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