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Nov 2017
ring ring *ring
-Hello....
-I'm about to **** this guy
And he already knows why
I got my gun pointed at his head
All I got to do is pull the trigger and he's dead
But why I called you I don't know
Now I'm a hang up and let you go
I don't want you to hear the sound of the shot
And after I'm done I'm out the spot
Maybe head up north for a while
Find a new city, start a new life, stop acting so wild
Or maybe I want you to say something to stop me
Tell me when you look at me what do you see?
Am I a sinner or a saint
I'm tired of having all this pain on my plate
They say god will never give you more than you can handle
But it seems like his hand slipped on me tho
Now here I am with my gun pointed to his head
Pull the trigger and he's dead
Lifeless
Blindness
Because I'm the guy that's laying dead
Put the gun to my own head
POW!!!
-...............hello
*beep *beep *beep *beep *beep
Alan Jimenez
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Alan Jimenez  25/M
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