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Apr 2014
Mark my skin
Drive it in
Blood rush
Watch it gush

Red scars
Are prison bars
In the past
There top last

Pale flesh
****** mess
Shiny knife
And short life

These are what
make up
Survivors
Auss
Written by
Auss  Ft. Bliss
(Ft. Bliss)   
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