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May 2018
I can't even pray to a God
I can only pray to a drug
And I can feel nothing through my gauze
'Cause I already lost my soul to...

And you've got ****** in your hair
That gun-hole mouth still don't care
Burning grins and hand grenades
As I scream "Hate hate hate"

But I can't even touch your skin
I can't even feel my own
Click/rot you're already dead
Click/rot do what you need

And you paint the eyes on your chin
And you don't know what hell you're in
So put the actors on the stage
And we'll never sleep again

So how you gonna **** up my life now
When I already put you 13 feet in the ground
How you gonna **** up your life now
When I already burnt the whole town
to the ground
Alē
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