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Anger, frustration the taste of violence Scratches blood bone and silence Hell's eyes burning bright Damage done bought and payed tonight. Feels good feels bad I'm alive. Tip your cup up let's have a fight.
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Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
Eyes of the night
Anger, frustration the taste of violence Scratches blood bone and silence Hell's eyes burning bright Damage done bought and payed tonight. Feels good feels bad I'm alive. Tip your cup up let's have a fight.
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Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
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