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Blood pumping senses pulling anger trying to party the need to fight for survival bass banging in your ear grab your weapons your salt your silver and **** the monsters the ones that aren't under your bed it's like a seven nation army out there and i'm gonna rip it down
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 7:44 AM UTC
Running to fight
Blood pumping senses pulling anger trying to party the need to fight for survival bass banging in your ear grab your weapons your salt your silver and **** the monsters the ones that aren't under your bed it's like a seven nation army out there and i'm gonna rip it down
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 7:44 AM UTC
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