So this is where you get beat, and your begging for meat, thirstier then a dumb bitch in heat.
Swear to god that i can solve them without involving revolving michael or amit
Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins
Memories revolving around my circles,
The world stops revolving the gravity is high
Some days he just wishes he could die
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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