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My desire to **** Makes me feel so ill That i wanna jump off a hill Or inject saxitoxin Im my skin 'Till i fall on my chin I'm sitting  here in the attic Feeling disastrously pathetic Writing on a piece of paper Maybe , I should just shove this pen in my throat later will it be painful ? Or i'd rather ask If it'll  be successful ? To tear me And clear me Do you hear me ? What is this voice inside little Fin ? That's telling him to commit a sin Poor Fin , he thinks he's possessed But it's just time to unveil the  desires that were oppressed Grab the knife and hold the gun Let's go out and have fun Listen to some cries and screams That's music in our ears
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
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My desire to **** Makes me feel so ill That i wanna jump off a hill Or inject saxitoxin Im my skin 'Till i fall on my chin I'm sitting  here in the attic Feeling disastrously pathetic Writing on a piece of paper Maybe , I should just shove this pen in my throat later will it be painful ? Or i'd rather ask If it'll  be successful ? To tear me And clear me Do you hear me ? What is this voice inside little Fin ? That's telling him to commit a sin Poor Fin , he thinks he's possessed But it's just time to unveil the  desires that were oppressed Grab the knife and hold the gun Let's go out and have fun Listen to some cries and screams That's music in our ears
xenodochial
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
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