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The Head is dead Not much to be said. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. The Head is dead No tears be shed. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. My only love disposed of by your mindless hate. Now.. If the Head be dead.. No mo' fear led. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. Like when ****** dead We rest easy in our beds, Then jump and wave, Jump and wave.
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
Sweet relief
The Head is dead Not much to be said. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. The Head is dead No tears be shed. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. My only love disposed of by your mindless hate. Now.. If the Head be dead.. No mo' fear led. We jump and wave, Jump and wave. Like when ****** dead We rest easy in our beds, Then jump and wave, Jump and wave.
#hate#hope#evil#oppression#expression#bullying#discrimination
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quisha
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
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